Astra is exactly that kind of heroine who looks like she belongs in some stiff royal propaganda painting, then opens her mouth and talks like a horny theatre kid who just discovered freedom and lube at the same time. She bolts from her golden cage, lands on this supposedly “remote” island that feels more like a traveling circus mixed with a cabaret and a burlesque tent, and just decides, yeah, I’m a performer now, and also I’m going to fuck whoever catches my eye. The game leans really hard into this traveling-show vibe: backstage drama, improvised acts, horny fans, jealous partners, that awkward moment when your “public performance” accidentally turns way too literal because the monster girl with the big tits misheard the stage direction. There’s this one scene where Astra is trying to rehearse something serious, like political speech level serious, and suddenly the script turns into a dirty poem about her ass halfway through, because of a text mini-game that you kind of flubbed. And she just rolls with it. The crowd goes wild. She blushes, then doubles down and starts describing how she wants to ride a furry mercenary in front of everyone. That’s kind of the whole tone: messy, horny, and surprisingly self-aware about what it is.

What I really enjoyed, as a language nerd, is how the erotic dialogue is half elegant, half absolute trash in the best way. You have Astra saying stuff like “I renounce the crown, I choose my own pleasure” right before she’s getting railed by some huge monster with too many muscles and just enough manners to ask where he can finish. There’s a lot of fun with code switching: royal talk during foreplay, then she drops into full slut mode once the clothes fly off. Some lines clearly came from someone thinking in another language first, which I like a lot. You get these slightly weird metaphors like “your cock is beating at my entrance like a war drum” and it accidentally hits way harder than generic porn talk. The animated sex scenes match that vibe: they’re not trying to be super realistic, they’re just hungry, kinda theatrical. Astra has this enormous ass that the camera absolutely worships, and the game knows very well why half the people are here. The furry designs go all in on curves and fluff, especially when monster girls show up and start comparing whose tits are heavier while you’re deciding which one to help “warm up” before the show. There is one annoying thing: sometimes the choice-heavy system pretends you have ten paths, but a couple times it loops you back to the same scene, like the game’s winking at you and saying yeah, you’re fucking the princess anyway, stop pretending you want to be pure. I wish some of the combat bits mattered more for the sex outcomes, but whatever, I’m already too busy replaying the scene where Astra taunts a pissed-off marquis in full costume, then kneels in front of a “monster” on stage and sucks him off as political theatre while the crowd roars like this is the new constitution.

Whispers Beneath The Roof feels like the kind of game you open in a second tab while pretending to answer work messages on Slack, then suddenly you realize Gmail’s still on draft and you’re just staring at a pair of thighs on your screen. It sells itself simple: you’re this broke college guy moving into the house of your mom’s friend, planning to just chill, study, jerk off quietly, whatever. Then the house starts feeling way too alive. Tiny looks, long stares, the “accidental” towel slip that is absolutely not accidental. The energy is very “I shouldn’t be seeing this” and the game milks that vibe like crazy.

What stuck with me first is that milf. She’s got that combination of big tits, big ass, “I handle everything in this house” attitude, and this calm smile that looks friendly until you realize she’s reading you like a porn tab history. Loads of teasing, but not cheap teasing. She will lean too close washing dishes, hand brushing your thigh when she clearly has space, casually asking you about your “needs” while you sit there with your dick basically screaming in your boxers. I was playing in Chrome on my laptop and literally found myself leaning closer to the screen when she asked the MC to help massage her shoulders, then slowly guided his hands lower. The game really likes those slow burn scenes where you think “ok, just cleavage and flirting” and then one more click later she’s pressing her foot against your crotch under the table and pretending nothing is happening. That footjob dinner scene made me pause Spotify because I wanted to hear the sound design properly, no joke.

Sex scenes are actually pretty filthy once they kick in. There’s that first time she decides you’re not just the “guest student” anymore and climbs on top of you like she owns the whole situation, which she kind of does. She holds your wrists, grinds on you, keeps eye contact, talks to you like you’re a horny kid who needs to be trained. Full-on female domination vibe, but not leather and chains, more like soft voice, heavy hips, zero mercy. The game lets things build up: she makes you watch her masturbate in just a shirt, makes you finish yourself with her sitting close enough that you can smell her, and then later she simply wraps those thighs around you and says not to pull out. The creampie angle comes in hard, literally, with her tightening around you while whispering stuff right in your ear. Oral, handjobs, all there, usually with her in control of the pace, treating your cock like her personal toy. Sometimes she’s gentle, sometimes she just uses you and walks away like nothing happened, which weirdly turned me on more than the soft stuff.

Not everything hits perfect though. Some of the choices pretend to be big, but they mostly just change if she teases you first or after. The pacing jumps: you go from “I’m a respectful guest” to “I’m licking the same milf’s pussy on the couch while she tells you to stay quiet” a bit too fast in some routes, and one moment of stiff dialogue pulled me right out of it, like the writer forgot how humans talk for one line. But then she pushed the MC’s head back between her legs and I immediately stopped caring. One detail I really liked: her casual barefoot moments. The camera just hangs on her feet on your lap, her toes moving while she asks about your classes, then you notice your dick hard and she notices that you noticed. It’s such a small thing, but that build up to a footjob made the payoff ten times nastier. Also, the first time she makes you finish inside her while she’s on top, holding you down and breathing heavy, then gives you that little lazy smile like “yeah, you’re mine now” felt way too intimate for a browser tab. In a good way. Or a bad way. Hard to tell while you’re wiping your screen.

Elf MC, horny ancient ruins, and a world that looks suspiciously like someone mashed Google Maps with hentai brainrot. That’s kinda the vibe here. You’re this pretty boy elf guy wandering around a fantasy land that clearly wants you to get distracted by tits more than by history. One second you’re poking around some old kingdom mystery, clicking weird stone symbols, trying to solve what looks like a bootleg mobile puzzle from the Play Store, and the next second some monster girl is in your face asking for “help” that very clearly means “put it in me.” And yeah, the game doesn’t pretend to be shy about it. You talk, you point & click, you figure out what shiny thing goes into what hole, then usually something else goes into someone else’s hole. Clean loop.

The animations are actually decent for a first chapter, you get that 3D feel when the elf is buried between thighs or when he’s getting his cock stroked with slow handjob motions that don’t look like someone shaking a broom handle. Oral scenes go from gentle teasing to full deep throat pretty fast, which is nice, though the sound is sometimes weirdly quiet and then suddenly wet as fuck. Vaginal stuff has a nice rhythm when he’s pounding, especially when you finally push to creampie and you see everything pulse inside. They really like finishing inside. Like, really. Pulling out is apparently against elf culture or something. The romance angle is hit or miss; sometimes the dialogue tries to be sweet and it works, other times it feels like a pornhub comment thread translated through Google. But that kinda adds to the charm for me. It’s messy. The girls are a mix of “I will help you on your noble journey” and “take your pants off, traveler,” and the monster girl design is good enough I actually forgot about the treasure room behind her at one point. I still don’t forgive the game for making me replay the same little puzzle 3 times just because I misclicked once. That shit annoyed me and then I immediately forgot because there was an elf getting his cock sucked by a girl with fangs.

The point & click exploration has a nice “I’m lost but also kinda turned on” mood. Sometimes you’ll click something expecting lore and you get a blowjob offer instead. Other times you’re sure it’s sex time and it’s like “solve this pattern first, idiot.” The game loves teasing progress, edging you with small scenes before the bigger payoffs. There’s a part where you help a girl in danger, think it’s gonna be a quick thank you and goodbye, and then it just turns into this slow, almost romantic fuck with kissing, soft moans, and then a rough finish where she begs for you to cum inside her. I liked that. I also hated that the inventory icon is tiny as hell and my dumb eyes kept missing it. Never fixed that, just kept squinting like an old man. Whatever. If you wanna enjoy it, don’t rush. Click around, poke every corner, talk to characters twice, sometimes a normal line suddenly turns into flirting, and flirting turns into a hand under the belt. Let the elf be a little slutty scholar. Solve a puzzle, earn a blowjob. Fail a puzzle, reload and go again. That’s pretty much the religion of this game.

You’re sitting there, phone in hand, thinking it’s just another cute little “help the girl get ready for her school exam” sim, right? Hair, makeup, outfit, some dialogue choices, a few horny CGs later. Easy. Except the “girl” the game wants to send to that exam is you. And you started this story with a dick, a very normal male student brain, and zero idea why the fuck you’re suddenly being measured on eyeliner technique and how well you can sway your hips in a tight skirt without flashing half the class.

The game opens quiet, almost boring, and that’s what hooked me. No instant blowjob tutorial, no “here’s your harem, pick a hole.” Just a nervous morning, a school setting that feels too normal, and weird little hints that something is off with your body. The first time you realize your reflection in the mirror doesn’t match the way you remember yourself, it hits like a small car crash. The dev takes their time with it, slow corruption of gender and morals at the same time. First it’s “just crossdressing for this one exam.” Then it’s “well, you need to practice walking in heels, let the teacher help your posture.” Then somehow you’re bent over the desk, feeling your ass slapped and graded like part of the curriculum, and the worst part is your in-game thoughts start to enjoy it. Those internal monologue lines when you’re getting groped in the hallway, and you catch yourself wondering which of the boys has the biggest cock, were dirtier than the actual CGs for me.

I liked how the game makes you complicit in your own downfall. You pick the lipstick shade that later gets smeared during a messy oral exam. You choose to act “a bit more submissive” to get a better score, and suddenly you’re on your knees between two classmates, throat used like a warm hole while the teacher pretends not to see. They pretend badly. There is some netorare shit going on, too, but sideways: your old male identity kind of feels like the one getting cuckolded as your new girly body gets filled, stretched, creampied. One run I had my “good girl” reputation used as an excuse to parade me in front of older staff, a humiliating little exhibition where they check if the “student” is ready. Gloved fingers spreading you open, comments about how tight you are and how a nice big black cock will fix that. Another run I resisted more and the corruption took longer, with more teasing, more “accidental” touches, more voyeur scenes in locker rooms and bathrooms, like the game was punishing me for not giving in fast enough by cranking up the sexual harassment.

It feels janky in spots. Some AI CGs look amazing from one angle and kind of cursed from another, like the face doesn’t fully match the body, or the hands are doing that weird too-many-fingers thing if you stare too long. I still stared. The summer vibe is weirdly relaxing though, all bright classrooms and sunlit corridors while behind the scenes you’re being turned into the school’s futa toy or the class’ shared virgin project, depending on choices. There is this one branching bit where you can agree to a “private tutoring” session with a strict female teacher and it starts as normal exam prep, then she makes you spread your legs on the chair, checks how wet you are “from stress,” and then uses you until you’re shaking, all while lecturing about responsibility. Female domination scenes like that felt personal, intimate in a fucked up way. Then later the same character can watch you get stuffed by multiple guys at once, barely saying anything, just writing notes like you’re a lab rat. It messed with my head in a good way.

The story is mostly kinetic in pacing but still manages to feel like a sandbox for your humiliation. One time I focused on being the perfect obedient girl and ended up pregnant from an exam “reward,” cum dripping out in a medical examination scene that treated your belly like a test result. Another time I pushed for more wild stuff and unlocked a futa transformation path, where you keep a cock while having this soft, thick ass and big boobs, so they test how many students can fit inside or around you at once. I still have the scene of being pushed up against the classroom window in my head, skirt hitched, some monster girl-looking classmate pounding me from behind while random NPCs walk outside, clueless. The game doesn’t rush those moments. It lets your thoughts spiral, your shame grow, your arousal betray you. It’s messy, inconsistent, a little ugly here and there, but the slow burn into full sissification and “everyone uses the exam girl” fantasy hits way harder because of that.

You start as the new star on campus, all eyes glued to you before you even make a shot. The gym smells like sweat and ambition, but that’s not what gets your pulse up. It’s the way she looks at you - your stepmother, or maybe just “mom” in name only - her curves wrapped tight in silk that doesn’t belong anywhere near family dinners. The game doesn’t waste time pretending it’s about basketball. It’s about temptation, power, and how quickly both can slip through your fingers when every woman around you wants to see how far you’ll go. One minute you’re practicing free throws, the next you’re pressed against the locker room wall, her breath hot on your neck while she whispers things that shouldn’t sound so good coming from her mouth.

The world here feels too real sometimes. Every touch has weight, every moan sounds like someone losing control for real. Even the smaller moments - like catching your roommate’s girlfriend watching you change, or the dean’s wife brushing her thigh against yours during a meeting - carry this slow, electric tension that builds until it breaks. And when it breaks, it’s messy. Hands gripping, tongues exploring, skin slick with sweat. You’ll find yourself caught between guilt and hunger more than once, especially when the story starts twisting into places you didn’t expect: voyeurism that turns mutual, cheating that doesn’t feel wrong anymore, and those scenes where everyone ends up tangled together, gasping, laughing, covered in each other.

It’s not shy about what it is. The animation lingers too long on trembling lips, on the soft give of flesh, on the little noises people make when they forget they’re being watched. Sometimes it’s tender, sometimes filthy, sometimes both in the same second. You’ll think you’re in control, choosing who to seduce, but the game keeps pulling you deeper, making you question whether you’re chasing love, lust, or just the thrill of being wanted by everyone at once.

Erik comes back to this private island after a year away and the whole place feels like it’s holding its breath. That is basically the mood of the novel. Sunburnt paradise, empty villa, two twins walking around each other like they’re scared to breathe too hard because one wrong look and they are ready to fuck on the nearest piece of furniture. The story sticks you inside their heads a lot, both him and Lyna, and it hits that awkward horny childhood memory vibe, where you remember things you shouldn’t have stared at, touches that lasted a bit too long, late showers with thin walls. There is no “click this, choose that”, you just sit there and watch the tension grow while they pretend to be normal. It feels slow for a while, almost like the author is teasing you on purpose, with stupidly wholesome things like headpats, soft hugs, holding hands on the couch under some trashy Netflix show. Then there is that first real look, the moment he realizes her ass is not “little sister” anymore, and you can basically hear his brain break in silence. I run NSFW events, I saw people do kink performances in public, and still that quiet bedroom scene with nothing but eye contact and careful breathing felt filthier than a gangbang.

When it starts to go over the line, it really does not bother to pretend it is classy. You get a lot of dirty family talk, like, they lean into the taboo instead of hiding it. She teases him while he is trying to be the responsible one, climbs onto his lap, grinds slow, makes him admit he’s been watching her sleep. There is POV stuff that feels almost too personal, like you are the one between her thighs while she still calls you “bro” and says she shouldn’t like it this much. The game flips between him and her sometimes, and that makes the corruption hit harder, because you see how she talks about being a virgin and in the next chapter she is planning how to get his tongue between her legs without him running away. There is also a lot of focus on small physical kinks: toes on his lips, her foot pressing on his cock while she pretends to watch the waves, her sitting on his face like it’s totally normal. Then their mom Helga is on her way to the villa, and the vibe shifts again. She is not just “MILF appears, dicks out”. She has her own messy thing going on, a controlling presence, a bit of soft female dom energy, and she changes how both twins act. One moment it is this romantic, almost sweet incest bubble, and the next it is him getting jerked off under the table while Helga talks about family values and pregnancy like some twisted sermon. I actually hated one thing: there is a throwaway bit with a phone notification mid-scene, totally killed my rhythm, and then the story never mentions that chat again. It lives rent free in my brain. Still, when the anal and titfuck and all the other stuff finally explode after so much build up, it feels less like porn clips glued together and more like you followed two idiots all the way from “I will just hug you” to “I am going to fill my sister on the same bed we used as kids”. It’s wrong, it’s hot, it’s surprisingly emotional, and it really does not apologize for any of it.

Game feels like someone mashed up a bootleg Witcher fever dream with a horny visual novel and then forgot to polish anything, and weirdly that kinda works. You start as this exiled prince who clearly should not be in charge of a kingdom, because every decision you make is like: politics on the left, pussy on the right, and guess which one you always walk toward. The whole “return to your homeland” thing is there, but half the time I honestly forgot about the throne because I was busy watching how badly I could corrupt every girl that crossed my path. There’s this slow build where at first it pretends to be serious fantasy, talking about heirs and rivals and noble houses, and then ten minutes later you’re balls-deep in some monster girl who technically wants to kill you but also wants your seed. It shouldn’t be hot. It is.

What I really liked is how the game lets you be a sneaky little perv without actually spelling it out. You’ve got scenes where you’re clearly supposed to walk away, like “respect the privacy” and all that, and instead you just stand there and watch through a half-open door while your future concubine gets herself off thinking about you. One click turns into an entire corruption route. You promise her romance, she thinks she’s getting some fairy-tale prince, and then two scenes later you’re pinning her to the bed, hand wrapped around her throat, whispering about how she belongs in your harem and her only job is to take your cum and give you heirs. Then she actually starts talking about wanting your child, and the game doesn’t shy away from it. Thick creampie shots, her begging you not to pull out, that shaky breathing after you finish, like she knows her life just changed. It’s kind of fucked up and kind of beautiful and then kind of fucked up again.

The animated parts are the best and also the worst. Some loops are super smooth, like the way a witch rides you in this ruined chapel, her tits bouncing and your seed leaking out when she slams all the way down, and you’re like “ok nice, someone actually cared.” Then there’s another scene where your handjob reward looks like it was made in a rush between coffee breaks, her fingers clipping weirdly while you’re trying to focus on the cum shot. I’m still salty the prince walks around like he’s god’s gift, but his facial expressions in a few scenes are stiff as hell. All the “RPG” stuff is really just an excuse to send you from girl to girl, and I’m fine with that, even if sometimes the quests feel like busy work from an old mobile game. But whatever, I kept playing because that feeling when you slowly twist a pure girl into a willing broodmare, then watch her swell with your child while rivals plan to murder you in the background, hits a very specific nerve. You’re half hero, half bastard, and the game never really punishes you for choosing the darker option. Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

This one feels like reading someone’s horny diary that accidentally grew a spine and turned into a game. It’s not polished, it’s not “cinematic”, and honestly half of the time it looks like something you’d find lost on an old external drive named “stuff_final2”. But that kind of raw vibe actually fits, because the whole point here is that the dev is basically exposing his own shit: real experiences, real mistakes, real kink spirals he fell into while his relationship got slowly twisted around sex, cheating, and that whole deliciously messy hotwife / cuckold mess. You start as the guy, at first just jerking off to his own fantasies, watching his girl from the safe distance of imagination, then suddenly you’re reading and watching things that feel way too specific to be fake. You’re not picking some heroic route or “good ending”, you’re picking which angle of humiliation or arousal you want to lean into. Sometimes you’re in his head when he’s masturbating to her pics, sometimes you flip and see it from her side when she’s discovering that being watched turns her on way more than she expected. I wish the save menu didn’t look like it was made in Windows 98, but whatever, that’s another story.

There’s a scene early on where he’s sitting at his desk, pretending to work, and keeps alt-tabbing between actual spreadsheets and a short video of her sucking some guy off. It reminded me uncomfortably of having Slack in the foreground and Pornhub in a tiny VLC window behind it, praying no one walks past. The game keeps doing that kind of thing: small, stupidly real details that hit harder than any slow-mo cumshot. Like how he talks about his stomach dropping when he first sees her on a grainy phone clip, kneeling for someone else, or that awkward first time he tries to watch her get fucked live and ends up half hard, half sick, still not sure if he’s turned on by the anal pounding she’s taking or the way she keeps glancing at the camera like she forgot he exists. The sex is not shy at all: full-on oral scenes, messy vaginal fucking, her getting pushed into more exhibitionist stuff, even that moment where she fingers herself in front of a window “by accident” while knowing someone in the next building can probably see. Sometimes it’s hot, sometimes it’s ugly, sometimes he just sounds pathetic, which I say with love. Also, the font on the choices looks slightly off-center and it annoyed me the entire time and I kept expecting an update to fix it and it never happened. The game lets you hop perspectives later, see snippets from her and sometimes from the other guys too, and the voyeur angle gets heavier, with you watching, rewatching, pausing on little things, rewinding that one frame where her expression changes right when he slides into her bare without asking. It’s not epic, it’s not clean, it’s just this messy loop of lust, guilt, jealousy, and porn-brain, and somehow that feels more honest than half the big-budget smut out there.

Jeremiah thinks his life finally starts to look less pathetic, he’s got this tall busty Freya hanging on his arm, ass that fills the whole phone screen, they fuck, they cuddle, he actually plans to be a semi-responsible adult for once. Then some cracked old wizard-looking geezer pops up, spits a curse, and suddenly your dick stats are in the negative. Not “haha funny shrink” but straight up humiliation level, like those porn ads you pretend you don’t see on Chrome. The whole game spins around that hit to his ego and this sick mission list the old man gives you. Ten missions. Fail or drag too long and there’s a “predator” orbiting around Freya, just waiting for you to fumble. You feel that pressure with every tap, like your cock is on a timer you can’t see, and the game keeps poking at your paranoia. You fix one mess, and instantly your brain starts going, “yeah but what if some hung dude is balls-deep in her right now while you swipe menus like an idiot?”

The dirty part isn’t just the sex itself, it’s how it plays with what’s going on in Jeremiah’s head. The corruption is slow, more teasing than splashy at first. Freya starts with this goofy loyal energy, sending you sexy pics, flashing those huge tits, joking about you “making up for size with effort” and all that. Then the situation tightens. She’s at the gym with some black trainer who looks like he was built in a lab, or at a club, or “going out with friends,” and your imagination scenes kick in. You’re there scrolling, clicking through choices, and it suddenly slams into these mental images of her riding something way bigger than what you’re packing now, moaning in ways she never did with you. Some are just her getting groped in a crowd, ass grabbed in the bus, hand “accidentally” on some dude’s bulge. Some are full-on interracial pounding with cum dripping down her thighs while Jeremiah sits on the side, jerking off and hating himself. The game tells you it’s “only in his mind,” but you know how that goes in NTR. Brain goes first, pussy follows.

What I actually liked is how the missions push you into nasty spots on purpose. You want to keep your points low to avoid the worst outcome, but to reach that you still need to let shit happen. It’s that classic “pick how badly you lose” loop you see in these games. Maybe you send her out in a tiny top to distract a guard and suddenly there’s a scene of her flashing her tits, laughing while some random guy takes snapshots. Maybe she needs money and you agree to “a little harmless flirting,” and it turns into a handjob in some backroom while she tells herself it’s only this once. Sometimes it cuts back to Jeremiah, tiny dick in hand, trying to masturbate to his own girl getting used like a slut, and you can choose if he hates it or leans into the kink. Doesn’t matter, the old bastard who cursed you is always there in the background, watching your progress like a troll dev reading comments on F95. The mobile format makes it worse, by the way. Sitting there with one hand on the phone, thumb tapping “Next,” other hand slipping down when Freya starts masturbating on cam for “somebody,” and you can’t even be sure that somebody is you anymore. It’s horny, it’s mean, it’s funny in that dark “haha I’m totally not into this, I swear” way, and half the time you’ll close the app and still keep thinking about whether her last “I love you” text was sent with another guy’s cum drying on her tits.