Pokestars is basically what happens when someone looks at the old anime and goes, “yeah but what if they all wanted to fuck the trainer instead of chase badges,” and then actually commits to the bit. You’re this dude who somehow lands in this luxury pokemon training resort that’s less about ranked battles and more about which girl you’re making moan behind the stadium later. It’s played like one of those point and click dating sims where you bounce between locations on a map, poke on stuff, poke on girls, poke on buttons, in that order. May, Misty and Dawn are the main stars here, and they’re not subtle. First time you meet Misty she already has that “I’m gonna test you” energy, except it’s not a gym test, it’s whether you can keep up with her mouth while the battle scoreboard is still flickering in the background. It’s funny because the game pretends to care about rankings and resort rules, but after like ten minutes you’re mostly just planning who you’ll fuck in which corner of the map and if you can trigger another animated scene before clicking through the dialog you half read.

What I liked a lot is that it doesn’t waste too much time teasing without payoff. You win a fight? You’re not getting a high five; you’re getting on your knees or putting her on hers. There are full-on oral scenes where you literally watch her head move, with voice lines that are not studio-perfect, but that kinda makes it better, feels more like a weird fan project that got horny and never stopped. Vaginal scenes too, with those 3dcg bodies pressed together and enough motion to not feel static. Sometimes the moans don’t sync perfectly with the thrusts and it made me laugh, but I still didn’t skip it, so whatever. The resort itself works like a hub: pool, rooms, arenas, those spots you click just to see if someone’s there to jump your dick. You get some dating sim flavor on top of it all, little choices in dialog, giving attention to one girl over another, pretending you care about who has the strongest team when you’re actually just angling for a threesome later. There’s even this moment where Dawn corners you in a hallway after a match, her voice goes low and you can hear the slight echo like they actually thought about the room, and suddenly she’s on her back on a bench, panties around one ankle, you pushing in while she still has her gloves on. That kind of detail is the thing that keeps you clicking “next” even when a line of text is kinda cheesy.

The voiced parts are the big hook and also the thing that sometimes makes it feel janky in a good way. May has this cute, eager tone when she goes down on you, wet sounds and breath mixing, but then every once in a while a line sounds like it was recorded in another room or on a different mic. It pulled me out for half a second and then there’s a close-up of her lips sliding down your shaft and suddenly I don’t care anymore. Harem angle is strong too, not just one-on-one stuff. You get those scenes where two of them tag-team you, one sucking while the other rides, like a porn parody that forgot to blur anything. And the point and click side makes it feel a bit like a scavenger hunt for sex; “if I go to the resort hot springs at this time, will Misty be there? Will she be naked already? Can I trigger that one scene where she sits on my face first and then demands I pound her right after?” Sometimes the pacing drags and you’re just clicking through resort menus looking for the next bit of action instead of actually doing trainer things, but then the game throws another animated fuck sequence at you and your brain forgives it instantly. It’s not classy, it’s not subtle, it’s literally fan fantasy turned into a horny resort simulator, and yeah, it works.

Sugar Service feels like what happens when someone mixes a horny dating sim with a management spreadsheet and then adds rock paper scissors to decide if you get to fuck or just sit there feeling like a clown. You start as this broke dude trying to keep a tiny Rent-a-Partner / camgirl startup alive with your long-time friend, who is way too cute to be trusted around a broke horny brain. She’s your partner in “business”, but the whole time the game keeps poking you with this teasing “are you just friends or do you want to push her against the office couch” energy. It’s not subtle. She leans into the camera during a stream, you’re there pretending to manage revenue and client stats, but the real game is you staring at her voice lines and thinking, yeah, I’d ruin that friendship in one drunk night.

The core loop is kind of hilarious and weirdly addictive: you juggle girls, clients, dates, and money, like some horny Excel sheet that moans back at you. You check which camgirl is online, who has the best chance to milk a VIP client, what fetish they like, then you send her off and peek on the stream like a total voyeur. Camera angle changes, she reacts with those short voiced lines, little animated hips, boobs bouncing when tips roll in. You’re supposed to be this “professional manager”, but the game fully expects you to be jerking it while pretending to optimize engagement. Dates are where it gets fucked in a good way. Instead of normal dialogue you play this “Love & Seduction” card minigame that feels half strategy, half trying to guess what bullshit this hottie wants to hear. You get a hand of flirty, dirty, romantic, tease, sometimes cringe cards, and you try to chain them before she loses interest. I had a moment where I played a smooth compliment, then a light tease, then a bold sexual card and watched her face turn from shy to horny in like three turns. Next date, I tried something similar and got hard rejected, she roasted my character, and I went home with blue balls and lower confidence stat. Felt oddly real, like Tinder dates but at least pixel girls don’t ghost you on WhatsApp.

What really got me was how the game keeps mixing romance and pure sex work in a messy way that feels dirty but human. You’re literally building a camgirl agency, hiring MILF types, shy girls, bratty ones, each with different card tendencies and kinks, balancing who goes on cam and who goes on “dates” with paying clients. Sometimes you get this soft moment where you help a girl calm down before a show, she thanks you with this sweet voice, and you start caring… and then two minutes later you send her to jerk off some rich creep on a private stream. The teasing is constant: voice lines that trail off, half-spoken moans, subtle animations of them shifting in their chair, pulling up a skirt just a bit higher. Even when nothing hardcore is on screen yet, it still feels like you’re peeking through a half-open door. I wish the rock paper scissors logic in some seduction rounds was less annoying, because sometimes you clearly pick something that fits and the game just punishes you like “nope, she hates that now”, and it throws off the fantasy. Also one tiny thing that pissed me off: one of the UI sounds is just slightly too loud compared to the voices, and each time it plays my brain goes out of the mood for half a second. They’re probably never gonna fix that, and I will keep being mad about it forever. But then you pull off that perfect card combo, your date blushes, breathes heavier in voiced lines, camera gets a bit closer, your manager brain shuts off, and you’re just there enjoying the ride, like a horny little strategist who finally got rewarded for playing his cards right.

Train home, one hand on the phone, other hand pretending to hold the rail, and this game pops back in my head again. That dumb little title I opened “just for a quick peek” on Firefox between Slack pings, and then suddenly I’m watching this kinda pathetic, kinda hot Futa MC jerking off in a school locker room to a girl’s cardigan like it’s the Holy Grail. Asuna is exactly that type: quiet, looks normal, huge secret between her legs, brain packed with way too much horny. It’s all school corridors, after-class empty rooms, the faint smell you imagine from gym clothes and panties stuffed into a bag. She’s obsessed with Sakurako in such a messy, stalker way that it should feel wrong, but the writing leans into it so hard it becomes this weirdly honest fantasy of “what if my crush actually caught me doing this and didn’t freak out, just stared and said keep going”. When Sakurako sees her buried in the closet, dick out, using her clothes like a tissue, the whole mood flips in like two lines. No big romance speech, just that one line where she asks to watch, and suddenly the whole story pivots from secret perv to exhibition pet project. That turn is where the game sold me. I was already on board for the jerk-off-in-uniforms stuff, but it hits different when the target of the lust starts leaning in instead of running away.

Scenes feel like they’re written by someone who has actually edged to eroge in a cramped apartment and not some “professional” writer polishing every line. There’s a lot of clumsy phrasing, some horny repetition, and the audio is that super recognizable Japanese voice style where the girl sounds half embarrassed, half demon in heat. Sometimes the moans go on a bit too long while the text is saying almost nothing, and I kept tapping through like, yeah yeah I get it, she’s panting, please let me see what she does next with that toy. But then a line would land perfectly, like when Sakurako casually orders Asuna to stroke slower while she’s still in uniform, one shoe slipped off, and I just stopped and reread it. The power dynamic is funny because Asuna is the one with the dick, but she’s also the one basically chained by her own crush, getting told when to jerk, when to stop, where to cum. There’s a scene with her on her knees under a desk, trying to keep quiet while someone passes outside the classroom, and I actually grinned like an idiot on the subway, which is… not ideal. The different routes sneak up on you too. I picked choices almost at random on my phone, thinking “okay, this is clearly the horny option”, and then later I realized I completely locked myself into a more twisted relationship path without noticing. One run I ended up with a really intimate mutual play scene that felt almost sweet, the next I got something colder and way more humiliating, same two girls, same setting, just slightly different chain of “yes” to her requests. Some of the AI-touched art looks off in tiny places, like fingers fused weird or a stray strand of hair doing impossible gymnastics, and it pulled me out for a second, but then the next frame would hit me with Asuna’s face glazed and eyes rolled up, full ahegao, and honestly my brain just shut up and let it happen. Perfect for those shameless “five minutes in the bathroom with Chrome incognito and headphones half in” kind of sessions.

Takuro landing in Saint Arcadia feels like someone dropped a horny shonen protagonist into a hentai visual novel and forgot to give him a filter. It’s this “nice transfer guy” vibe on the surface, but the whole school is basically a pressure cooker of thirsty girls, teachers, and those strict student council types pretending they care about discipline while they’re secretly dripping. The game doesn’t even waste much time pretending to be innocent. One minute you’re sitting in this prim classroom with all the usual school crap, next minute the class rep is locking the door and explaining the rules of her “oral exam” with her mouth full. And yeah, his “special power” is exactly what you think it is: he fucks like he’s min-maxed a sex stats spreadsheet in a JRPG, and the girls treat it like a rare resource to capture or abuse.

What hit me is how fast it slides from goofy wish-fulfillment into this twisted power game. You’ve got the dom girls who put a collar on him, tie him up and make him cum just with toys and dirty whispering, like they’re trying to prove they own his dick. Then on another route there’s blackmail, where he suddenly flips the script, uses some secret he finds out, and you get that messed up “you thought you were in control, now open your legs and beg for it” vibe. One run I ended up in a clubroom scene with two girls going down on him at the same time, playing this cruel little game where one deepthroats, the other licks his ass, and they argue who can make him shoot harder. The voices there really help, they moan and gasp in that shameless Japanese way, panting through multiple penetrations, and yeah, sometimes the fake sobbing is a bit much, I had to mute my speakers and swap to headphones on my phone like I’m hiding porn from my own walls. There is also this weirdly hot scene where a teacher makes him “study after class,” riding him in the empty classroom, tits bouncing on his face while she worries about being seen, but still keeps fucking him harder.

The exhibition stuff is where it gets extra filthy. Like that moment in the hallway where a girl is jerking him off behind a pillar, classmates walking by, and she insists he can’t cum until someone looks in their direction. Or the rooftop scene where she sits on his cock, skirt pulled up, panties pushed aside, pretending to talk about homework while he’s fucking her from behind and she’s trying not to moan too loud. There’s even a sleep sex bit that honestly made me pause: him sliding his fingers into a sleeping girl’s pussy, then slowly pushing his cock in while she’s half-awake, mumbling his name, not really pushing him away either. The game doesn’t moralize, it just goes “yeah, this is happening” and moves on. Anal shows up less than I expected, but when it does, it’s usually tied to some “punishment” scene from a dominant girl, making him lick her pussy first, then ramming his cock into her ass while she calls him her toy, which is hilarious because he’s the one with the super dick. The only thing that annoyed me is one line in the UI they never translated properly, just sits there in Japanese and every time I see it I get slightly pissed, then immediately forget because someone is bouncing on his lap and screaming his name again.