Naruto hentai games are usually all over the place, like fifteen heroines, weird minigames, yaoi bait, whatever. This one is the exact opposite. It’s stupidly simple and kind of filthy in a very direct way: it’s just Naruto and Sakura in his room, nothing “epic”, no big roster, just a horny side chapter that could be squeezed between missions in Shippuden if Kishimoto had lost his mind. The game drops you right in the middle of their little secret routine, where Sakura is tired of waiting after Sasuke and Naruto is absolutely not pretending to be a gentleman about it. He’s just happy that the emo prince ran away and left him alone with this pink–haired mess who pretends she’s still loyal while spreading her legs like it’s a medical exam.

What I liked is how it treats Sakura’s loneliness as something dirty instead of romantic. She’s still officially “Sasuke’s girl” in her head, but the second she’s in Naruto’s bedroom, she’s all tits pushed up, skirt riding up, completely losing that serious kunoichi vibe. Her boobs are huge here, more hentai fantasy than canon, but it weirdly fits the way she’s written: a girl who keeps saying “it’s wrong, Naruto” while grinding harder on his cock with every loop. And yes, it’s a loop kind of game, that classic quick scene structure where you repeat, tweak speed, change angle a bit, see a different reaction, then do it again. You start slow, with her still wearing some clothes, and as you mess with the options she goes from embarrassed teammate to full on “use me, Naruto” level slut, including when he finally slides into her ass and she pretends she isn’t loving it. There is something very dirty about having all this happen in his plain bedroom instead of some romantic hot spring or whatever. It feels like he dragged his big–titted crush into his messy room between missions and decided to ruin her for that missing Uchiha.

What really stuck in my head is how her face changes during anal, like she’s trying to keep that old obsession with Sasuke alive while Naruto is just stretching her pussy and ass like he’s claiming territory. It’s not subtle. He looks like Naruto, sounds like Naruto, but he’s acting way more aggressive, like a future Hokage who figured out that fucking his teammate is some kind of strategy. It’s kind of hilarious and kind of hot that the “number one knucklehead” suddenly turns into this guy slamming his big cock into the girl who used to ignore him, while she moans his name louder than she ever shouted for Sasuke in the anime. I still hate how the menu sound is slightly too loud on the first click and it pissed me off every time, but I kept replaying anyway, just to watch that moment where she finally stops pretending and takes him deep like she was meant to end up in Naruto’s bed from the start.

You ever start a game thinking it’s just another parody and then suddenly you’re watching Delia Ketchum bend over a lab table like she’s about to teach anatomy class the hard way? Yeah, that’s this one. It starts all innocent - Pallet Town, sunshine, that “I overslept again” energy - and then, bam, you’re in Professor Oak’s lab snooping through his stuff and learning he’s been researching... let’s just say “human-pokemon compatibility” in a way no academic journal would publish. The tone flips faster than a Tinder match gone wrong. One second you’re pretending to care about rare species, next second you’re covered in way more than curiosity.

Delia, though - holy hell. They made her look like the definition of “MILF who knows exactly what she’s doing.” She’s got that soft mom energy but says things that would make even Team Rocket blush. The scenes with her feel weirdly personal, like the game’s reading your dirty thoughts out loud. There’s a part where she leans in too close, her voice dripping honey and sin, and you just *know* this isn’t about Pokémon anymore. The writing’s cheeky as hell, half jokes, half filthy confessions, and somehow it works. You’ll laugh, you’ll groan, you’ll maybe question your childhood a little.

The pacing’s messy in that good kind of way - it doesn’t care about logic, just about pushing you deeper into its horny fever dream. You might roll your eyes at the story, but then the next scene hits and suddenly you’re invested in seeing how far the “research” goes. Controls? Who even cares, you’ll figure ‘em out with one hand anyway. It’s trashy, it’s fun, and it’s got that nostalgic kick twisted into something you definitely can’t talk about in polite company. Kind of like if Pokémon grew up, got divorced, and started posting thirst traps at 2 a.m. on Twitter.

This thing is basically Sarada’s brain going completely horny-mode over Hinata, and the whole “story” is just an excuse to throw them together and see how far it can go. It starts kind of harmless, just Hinata being her usual soft, awkward self and Sarada staring way too long at her tits like she’s pretending to talk about training but her eyes are glued to the cleavage. The game doesn’t even try to hide it. One second you’re just watching them chat about Naruto being busy, next second, Sarada’s already popped that freaky futa bulge that looks like it should have its own chakra nature. It’s honestly funny how big they made it. It’s not just big, it’s stupid big, like “who the hell drew this and said yeah that’s fine” big. And yet it kinda works, because Hinata acts so shy at first, then starts riding it like she’s been waiting her whole life for Naruto to leave the house and never come back.

What I actually liked, weirdly, is how they let you pace the action a bit. You’re not just sitting there watching a single looping scene, you click through the stages and it’s like Sarada is leveling up her corruption every step. Slow grinding, then faster, then full on “hokage’s wife getting pounded by her son’s teammate” like this is the most normal village activity. Some animations are janky as hell though. There’s a part where Hinata’s boobs jiggle like they’re trying to escape her chest and fly out of the screen, and the lip sync is basically non-existent, but then you get a close-up angle and everything suddenly feels way more polished, like they spent 3 days on that one shot and 3 minutes on the previous one. Controls are simple, just clicking your way through positions, changing speed, letting Sarada go from awkward teen to full on sex monster. At one moment you’re cheering for Sarada, “yeah, get it, queen,” and next second you’re like, “girl, calm down, you’re going to destroy her spine with that thing.” The lesbian energy between them is actually hotter than the cock half, which is wild in a futa game, but the devs clearly knew what they were doing with all the eye contact and Hinata blushing while still begging for more. There’s that classic flash-game jank, the kind of thing that makes you go “ugh whatever” and still keep clicking, because by the time Hinata’s moaning Naruto’s name while Sarada is the one rearranging her insides, you already forgot you were going to stop after “just one more scene.”

It starts like a memory you weren’t supposed to see - Sakura cornered in that dusty puppet chamber, the air thick with chakra and something darker. There’s no soft fade-in, no polite warning screen, just the red haze of Sasori’s control filling the space while his mechanical limbs twitch with intent. You realize quickly this isn’t a fight anymore; it’s an undoing. Each movement of his puppets is too slow, too deliberate, like he’s savoring how she can’t quite escape. The animation doesn’t rush, it lingers on that cruel rhythm between domination and despair. You can almost hear her breath catch when those segmented arms start exploring what they shouldn’t. It’s uncomfortable and hot at the same time, like watching power turn into lust right before your eyes.

What’s strange - maybe brilliant - is how the game doesn’t try to justify anything. It just lets the scene happen. Sasori’s face stays blank, emotionless, while Sakura’s expression shifts from rage to disbelief to helpless moans that sound wrong in the best way. The tentacles - metal, not flesh - move with this cold precision, wrapping around her wrists, sliding under her torn clothes, then deeper, pushing until she arches and the whole screen trembles. You keep tapping, probably too fast, because every touch triggers another wave of motion, another thrust, another broken whimper. It’s hypnotic. Filthy. Sometimes the timing feels off, though, like the animation stutters right when it should hit hardest, but maybe that makes it even more real - like your phone’s overheating from what it’s showing you.

There’s a point where you forget this is parody and start thinking maybe this secret jutsu was always meant to be obscene. The way the puppets hold her up, how the light hits the sweat on her skin - it’s pure fantasy, but it drags you down with it. I’d call it “Best Use of Tentacles,” hands down, because nothing else in the Naruto smut corner captures that mix of horror and arousal so perfectly. And if you think you’re ready for it, I dare you - watch without blinking, try not to lose control before the final frame.