You show up at this weirdly quiet place called Camp Pinewood, expecting some normal summer job, maybe a few brats and some boring chores, and instead you walk into this fever dream where every girl from your old cartoons apparently decided to grow curves, lose shame, and hang around half-dressed. No dudes anywhere. Just you, one confused but very horny guy, surrounded by faces you recognize from way too many childhood afternoons, now asking for “help” with things that have nothing to do with camp activities. It feels wrong for like five seconds, then someone bends over a little too far and your brain just shuts up. One minute you’re talking to Gwen who’s pretending she’s here for “training,” the next her top just happens to slip when you raise her affection and suddenly you’re in this loop of checking every corner of the camp like some degenerate detective. Is there a mystery? Kind of. You’re supposed to investigate what’s going on, but half of that “investigation” is walking into a cabin and catching someone like Velma “studying” on the bed with her tits about to fall out of her shirt, or Stephanie bouncing around with that fake-innocent Lazy Town vibe, short skirt riding up way too high. The game knows exactly what it’s doing when it leaves a door half open so you can spy on Daphne stripping down in front of the mirror, like it’s totally normal camp behavior.

What I like is how the horny stuff doesn’t drop on you all at once. It starts pretty tame, just teasing and flirting, then suddenly you’re juggling dates with Clover from Totally Spies, Gwen, Raven, and maybe Francine hanging around acting like some hot stepmom who wants to “talk” about your progress. Some scenes are just silly, like Lola Bunny deciding she needs “private coaching” and ending up on her knees with your cock between those big cartoon lips, while you’re thinking, yeah, Space Jam hit different. Then other moments go way harder than you expect. One second it’s a blowjob under the trees, next moment you’ve got Starfire all eager-to-please, asking what else humans like, and you’re pushing into her tight ass while she moans something about “learning Earth customs.” There’s proper variety too: titfucks with huge-soft-ridiculous racks, handjobs that turn into messy oral, classic pussy pounding with big asses grinding on you, and those scenes where the girl pretends she “didn’t know” you were watching her play with herself and then just keeps going, because voyeurism is basically the camp’s unofficial sport. Some routes lean more into male domination, with you pressing a girl against the wall, pulling her hair, making her strip piece by piece, others feel more like romance gone very, very off the rails, like slow-burn moments with someone like Wendy, where you kiss first and end up fucking her senseless on a cabin bed while the campfire crackles outside. It’s trashy and nostalgic and wrong and hot at the same time, like scrolling through your old Saturday-morning lineup and realizing every single one of them is now trying to climb onto your lap.

Guy inherits a crappy old apartment building, thinks he is just going to collect rent and clean clogged pipes, and suddenly the place starts acting like it has a dirty mind of its own. That is pretty much the energy of My Place Is Cursed. You play this dude who moves into his grandfather’s place as the new manager, and the building kind of… watches you. You walk down the hallway, lights flicker, doors half open on their own, you catch glimpses of skin from gaps that are probably not “accidental.” It feels like the walls are trying to cockblock you and help you at the same time. One moment you swear some ghost is messing with your phone, next moment the “curse” basically hands you a view of a tenant quietly touching herself in her room with the curtains very not closed. The whole thing is like those late night porn banners that somehow know exactly what you like, but here it’s a haunted house with rent contracts.

What made it hit me a bit is how it feels kinda like those early browser porn games I tried in high school on Internet Explorer, with pop-ups everywhere and flash player crashing, but sharpened up and actually animated. The dev clearly loves big curves, because the first big event that stuck in my head is when you “check on a water leak” and this tenant opens the door with a towel barely holding on her huge tits, towel falls, and the game actually lets you linger. Not just a quick CG, you get that slow animated bounce, this nice heavy motion that looks dirty but playful too. There is a scene where you sit with her on the shabby couch, she pretends she is just “cold,” then her hand slides into your lap, and the game plays it long, with that drawn out handjob where you see every little jerk and squeeze. I liked that the camera is kind of voyeur style, like you are watching from the corner of the room, not in some perfect porn studio angle. Later you catch her masturbating in her room, lying on her stomach, ass in the air, big ass filling the screen while she rubs herself, and you have this choice to knock or just keep spying. Of course I just watched like a creep and felt a bit bad, but the game absolutely knows that is the point. The “curse” plays with you, moves doors, shifts objects, gives you those little peeping chances that feel wrong and hot at same time, and then acts surprised when you use them. The writing is simple, sometimes weird, but it adds to that vibe like you are reading horny notes from some pervert landlord who learned English on hentai subs and TikTok comments. It’s not trying to be deep, it just wants to get you horny, and honestly it works most when it stops pretending it’s a normal story and lets you be the guy who is half scared of the building and half grateful for how often girls forget to close their curtains.

Nothing here is subtle. You start as this horny guy dropped into a very familiar “busted” setup that anyone who’s seen the Y3DF comic will clock in a second, and the game just leans into that with zero shame. Big curves, big attitude, big mistakes. The whole thing is built around catching glimpses you’re not supposed to see, pushing your luck a bit more each click, then pretending you “didn’t mean it” while the camera angle says yeah, you definitely meant it. It feels like peeking through a half‑closed door and then, slowly, that door stops being so closed. There’s this constant teasing rhythm: you get a shot of her walking away, ass swaying like it has its own schedule, a little jiggle animation that plays one second too long, and suddenly you’ve forgotten what choice you were even supposed to make. I liked that a lot. I also kind of hated it because I kept backing up to replay the same scene. The game is short, but it somehow still makes you loop little micro-moments like an addict.

What really got me is how often the game points your eyes exactly where you shouldn’t be looking. You’re “helping” her in the kitchen? Screen is framed so those huge tits are right at the edge of the image, bouncing just enough, like the dev sat there in Blender or whatever and asked “ok, how far can I push this before it looks stupid?” and then pushed it further anyway. There’s groping that starts almost by accident, then the camera pauses, like it’s asking you, are you going to move that hand away or are you going to be the asshole you know you are. Spoiler: you stay the asshole. The voyeur parts hit harder than I expected; watching her in bed from the doorway, seeing those slow animated thrusts when she’s “busy” with someone else, and your character just stands there listening to wet mouth sounds and muffled moans, that was kind of brutal in a good way. NTR fans will grin, others will stare at the screen like “why the fuck am I horny and mad at the same time.” I had one scene where she’s on her knees with her lips wrapped around somebody who very obviously isn’t you, and the game just lets that animation loop while you pick between weak, jealous options that don’t actually fix anything. It’s nasty, in that porn‑you‑don’t‑admit‑you‑like way. The titfuck scene is way softer by comparison, almost affectionate, with her sliding those massive boobs around you like she’s trying to “make things better” in the worst possible way. Still, I kept wishing there was one route where she didn’t cheat, even though I know that would wreck the whole point, so that’s never happening.

You start with this half-dead hotel that looks like it smells of cheap cleaner and old sex, and somehow it becomes this weird little universe where every floor has a different flavor of horny drama. It looks like a normal dating sim at first, like “oh yeah, I’ll just talk to the girls, raise some stats, classic stuff”, and then three scenes later you’re holding a trembling elf maid by the hips while she tries to act all proper and obedient and ends up squirting all over the new bedsheets you saved up to buy. And you’re thinking: ok, I just wanted romance, why is there a menu option for nipple clothespins in the housekeeping budget. But you still click it.

The hotel thing works too well. Everyone is under your roof, so you bump into them doing absolutely everything. You go into a hallway thinking you’re just going to check repairs, and you catch one girl “cleaning” a window with her tits pressed against the glass, tongue out, full ahegao, while someone down in the street could totally see her. It counts as voyeur and exhib stuff at the same time and the game doesn’t even wink at you, it just lets it happen, like yeah, this is just Tuesday here. You can be the pure romance guy and still the world keeps trying to corrupt you. There’s a religious girl praying in one scene, acting shy like a virgin, and later you’re there timing her orgasm denial with your phone while she begs for just one more thrust and you’re like, ok, maybe I’m not “pure” anymore. I kept telling myself I’m avoiding the nastier paths, and two minutes later I’m watching a lactation event where I was only trying to give comfort and suddenly there’s warm milk and a helpless girl calling you “master” in this shaky voice. Total accident. Kind of.

What really got me is how your role shifts without a big “you are a trainer now” sign. One moment you’re like a soft-spoken manager who buys cute maid outfits and simple cosplay ears, the next you’re running what is basically a private bdsm spa on the top floor, where you decide who gets the collar and who just gets spanked until their ass is bright red and they can’t sit in the café. Some girls push you around too, it’s not just male dom. There’s a yandere type that goes from clingy to “if you fuck anyone else I’ll break their legs” energy, and she rides you so hard you legit feel like the slave instead of the trainer. Then later the same night another girl kneels down in the lobby and gives you a slow, careful blowjob like it’s a love letter, and you remember why you came here for romance at all. But then there’s some fucked up family route on the side, anal stuff mixed with “we shouldn’t do this” whispers, a footjob in the laundry room, a titfuck in the elevator when the doors keep almost opening, group sex in a suite where everyone’s moaning your name at once, and somewhere in the middle of that mess you’re still checking income stats on your phone and thinking about upgrade costs like an idiot. The hotel keeps growing, the harem keeps getting bigger, some girls get their breasts reduced while others suddenly swell up like a fantasy elf breeding project, and you’re walking around your own building knowing exactly which room has a girl quietly masturbating, which one hides a camera for your voyeur habit, and which bed has fresh cum drying in the sheets because you didn’t even bother with pulling out after that last creampie. It’s romantic in the trashiest way, and trashy in a way that somehow still feels kind of sweet.