When Mike goes missing, Jackob Badalamenti’s usual detective shift spirals into something far darker. Every step Jackob takes unearths pieces of a past he desperately wanted to forget, forcing him to confront demons lurking in the dark. Through the smoky haze of underground clubs and flickering street lamps, Jackob uncovers an underworld filled with peril, seduction, and uneasy partnerships.

In this gritty noir landscape, every whispered secret and stolen touch pulls Jackob deeper into a web of erotic intrigue and deadly risks. Balancing sharp detective work with raw, unfiltered desires, Jackob walks a razor’s edge between salvation and destruction.

With every step deeper into the mystery, Jackob gets entangled in a world where pleasure and peril intertwine like smoke and fire. The night beckons with promises of answers wrapped in temptation - will Jackob survive the darkness or be swallowed whole?.

Dive into a private investigator’s world where every choice is laced with desire and every secret could mean salvation or doom. Prepare to lose yourself in a sultry blend of mystery, passion, and suspense where every night is a battle for control and survival.

There’s something trashy-beautiful about how this game doesn’t even pretend to care about subtlety. The first time I saw the MC walk back into that sleepy monster-town, I laughed out loud - not because it’s funny, but because the art has this weird warmth, like the lines were drawn by someone who actually felt horny while drawing. Everyone’s eyes look too wet, and there's a kind of sticky gloss over the skin shading that almost makes you want to touch the screen. The music? I swear the menu theme sounds like it was made on one of those free phone apps people use when they can’t sleep. But then again, it fits: cheap melodies under raw desire. And it works better than it should.

I remember this one moment with the mom-character - or maybe aunt, I lost track - she’s leaning over the kitchen counter, tail twitching slow, voice low enough that you have to turn the volume up just to catch the breath between her words. Then bam, the handjob CG hits like a punch in the gut. It's not just erotic, it’s oddly *personal*, like watching someone else’s secret being filmed badly on purpose. The dialogue is clumsy, sure, but the timing of the moans and the shaky breathing clips make it feel real. The dev probably recorded them in a closet somewhere. I respect that. At the same time, some of the school scenes drag forever, especially the teasing stuff - too much text, too little payoff. Yet I still read every line because the writing accidentally slips into poetry when describing the character’s tail brushing against skin. No idea if that was meant to happen.

Weirdly enough, I kept thinking about how the corruption mechanics don’t make sense - the girls fall for you too fast, and somehow it works better that way. The story says it’s romance, but nah, it’s more like emotional vandalism dressed up as affection. Half the time I got bored, the other half I was grinning like an idiot. It reminds me of licking cheap candy: it melts ugly but tastes good anyway.

Take on the role of a guy in his forties, successful in his professional life, yet haunted by the feeling that work isn’t bringing real joy anymore.

Beneath the surface of this seemingly ordinary life lies a secret yearning, one he can no longer ignore.

Coming to terms with his identity, he embarks on a thrilling journey to connect with others like him, breaking the silence around his desires.

The game immerses you in a world where each character is a fierce, anthropomorphic creature, mixing savage muscle with tender whispers of forbidden lust.

From neon-lit alleyways to plush rooms hidden from prying eyes, every place holds a chance to spark intimacy and unleash pent-up fantasies.

It’s a yaoi visual novel where the tension between dominant monster cock and gentle embraces keeps the narrative sizzling and unpredictable.

The narrative challenges you to confront societal masks, deepest pleasures, and what it means to truly be yourself - unfiltered and unapologetic.

For those drawn to bold, explicit scenes packed with anthro charm and monster might, this visual novel offers a pulse-racing ride into undiscovered fantasies.

Dive into the tangled web of desire and identity, stripping away the past to expose raw pleasure waiting beneath the surface.

The sky opens up with a flood of card-stamped spheres, challenging you to arrange them before your AI adversary does. At the end of every round, your texas hold'em combination is revealed based on your sorting skills against your opponent.

Sure, beating the game counts - but there’s more pulling you in. For each hand you dominate, the tantalizing waitress peels off another garment, inching toward complete nakedness.

Playing this erotic card game outdoors adds a raw edge - the public setting only amplifies the thrill as you maneuver through the card storm.

Your victories aren’t just numbers - they’re invitations to watch the sensual game of strip poker come alive before your eyes.

You’ll need sharp eyes and sharper instincts to survive the torrent of balls while aiming for that perfect poker combo.

Picture this: a sultry waitress exposed gradually as you master the game, all happening in an open, public environment.

Here, your poker face masks more than strategy - it hides the anticipation of the next revealing moment.

Poker alone is dull - this game turns every hand into a chance to see more skin and feel more heat.

Step up, shuffle those balls, beat your rival, and unlock the tantalizing striptease waiting for you.

This one feels like someone took a horny fashion week, locked it inside a demon brothel and then said “ok, now make it emotional but still fuck a lot.” The House itself is basically a luxury showroom where every corridor feels like a backstage runway right before the models go out, except the models are demons and humans trying to fuck their way to a Hall of Fame. I’m a lingerie designer by job, so I notice stupid things first. The first time you meet one of the girls, the way her outfit tells you exactly who she is before she speaks really hit me. Lace that looks innocent from far, but closer you see it barely hides anything. Straps that look decorative, but they sit exactly where a hand would grab during sex. Superpowers here are not just some menu choice, they feel like extra accessories on a body. Power is styled, not only written. You’re a demon with memories locked away and somehow the story still wants you to care about feelings while also asking you “ok, which pussy do you want tonight?” It should not work, but it kind of does. Or it doesn’t. I can’t decide.

The whole “performer” angle makes the sex feel like a show you’re also directing, not only watching. There’s a moment where one girl is trying so hard to impress you that she holds her pose longer than is actually sexy, like a model freezing for a bad photographer. She keeps her legs open, panting, waiting for your next choice, and there’s this tiny second where you see her doubt slip through the dirty talk. That tiny second is weirdly hotter than the actual vaginal sex that follows. Speaking of that, the game is not shy. Penetration is treated like something serious, not “and then dick goes in, fade to black.” You pick how you approach, how rough, how soft, and her reaction is not just one repeated moan file in your mind. She complains, she teases, she even gets annoyed at you once for stopping halfway and I liked that a lot. No, actually I hated it, because I had to reload to see another option and the menu font is too damn small and now I am angry again. Anyway. The House is all about “who pushes which button” and sometimes that is literal: there are choices that feel like pressing a nipple, or sliding two fingers between lace and skin. The game pretends to care about your mission to save someone important, but every time a girl leans in, whispers in your ear, offers you her throat and her thighs, the whole grand destiny thing disappears like last season’s collection. Which is fine. Or not. I actually forgot to talk about the harem side, but you already know what that means. You start thinking “I’ll stay loyal to this one broken, beautiful demon” and two scenes later you are balls deep in someone else, promising her she is special too. And the thing is, the House believes you. That’s what sticks after closing the tab: all these women styled like living lingerie, each one trying to be your favorite outfit, while you pretend you’re choosing with your heart and not with your cock.

Game hits you with that cheap jump scare first, like some old YouTube screamer, then suddenly you are just in this tiny bedroom with a catgirl kneeling on your mattress, tail flicking, hoodie half open, like she respawned out of your search history. She talks way too casual for something that was licking your cheek a second ago, and her robot buddy on the desk keeps beeping horny little comments, like ChatGPT but if it was allowed to be a total perv. The vibe is weirdly cozy and fucked up at the same time: lights low, messy floor, VR headset tossed in the corner, browser on incognito, and this girl with ears and a collar explaining that you “kinda accidentally” asked for her during a lucid dream. Then your tanned childhood friend just barges in, sweaty from practice, sports bra under that loose shirt, thighs looking like she can snap your neck, and the game instantly goes from awkward hentai scenario to full “oh no I have to actually choose between them” chaos. Except it does not let you stay pure for long, because the sandbox part kicks in fast.

What sold me is how the lewd stuff slowly crawls from goofy to really filthy. At first it is innocent groping “for data”, the robot telling her to test your stamina, her sitting on your lap casually while pretending it is a “science experiment”, your dark skinned wrestler buddy teasing you by pinning your arms and grinding down “like training mount control”. Ten minutes later you are in this bizarre three way exhibition setup where the robot projects your porn search stats on the wall while catgirl milks you with her tits, long slow titfuck while she purrs and leaks a bit of milk herself if you pushed her down the lactation path earlier. Yes, they actually track that with little stat sliders tucked in your phone menu, same place you manage pregnancy risks and suppression pills, which is so on the nose it becomes funny. You start checking fertility charts with the same seriousness I normally keep for Google Analytics, except here the KPIs are “days until catgirl goes into heat” and “chance that the wrestler gets creampied after shower scene”.

Game keeps mixing cute and messed up like that. One route I picked had the tan friend challenge you to a “submission match” on the living room floor, loser has to obey for the night. I tried to play fair, ended up with my face in her armpit and my hands tied behind my back with a belt. She rode my mouth first out of pure spite, grinding till she actually squirted all over my chin, laughing when the robot measured the splash distance. That same run, later, she made you fuck her from behind in the hallway with the door half open, neighbors’ footsteps outside, her moaning way too loud on purpose so you feel that humiliation creep in while still pumping her full and watching her stomach twitch when she feels the cum spill deep. The catgirl route goes more horror and sci fi if you lean into the superpower stuff: she glitches the lights, pulls some psychic domination, freezes your body mid stroke so she can sit on your cock and edge you, denying the orgasm until you are shaking, then forces a raw creampie where her eyes roll back ahegao style and her belly gives this tiny bump animation after. At one point she makes a clone of herself out of this slimy monster girl goo, and suddenly it becomes a group sex scene with two catgirls giggling while they share your dick between mouth and ass, keeping you right at the limit, the robot counting “denied orgasms: 7” in the corner like some cursed Excel sheet. I kinda hate how the UI sometimes bugs and the text boxes overlap in the most intense moments, but when you are watching an elf cosplay scene where your tanned fighter wears fake ears and gets throat fucked on the couch while the real catgirl records from the wardrobe crack, you just let it slide. Vaginal, anal, oral, handjobs under the table while you pretend to play a horror game, lesbian domination where the wrestler slaps the catgirl’s ass till it goes red and makes her lick your shaft before she sits down on it herself, even a messed up virgin blood fetish joke when you finally break that hymen flag on one route. It is all there, messy, horny, way too raw, like someone dumped their whole tag history into one save file and forgot to clean the edges.

Use your basket catcher to scoop up each card that drops from above in this sexy arcade experience with the gorgeous brunette Evelyn Lory. Keep your five lives intact by not letting any cards slip past your catcher. Your quick reflexes unlock each piece of clothing Evelyn hides beneath.

Simply move your mouse to steer the basket and snatch cards before they fall away. With each card grabbed, Evelyn slowly sheds her sophisticated outfit, revealing more skin.

Merging fast-paced arcade gameplay with seductive rewards, this game lets your skills determine the pace at which Evelyn disrobes.

Thanks to genuine photos of Evelyn Lory, every strip moment feels vivid and enticing. The way Evelyn’s look changes with every card caught amps up the erotic charge throughout the game.

Lose all five lives by missing cards, and you’ll have to start peeling Evelyn’s clothes from scratch again.

A perfect blend of arcade excitement and erotic reward, this game challenges you to strip Evelyn fully by grabbing every card.

Master your mouse control and watch Evelyn’s layers fall away as you catch each card with precision.

Mythos feels like somebody smashed together a late night crime podcast, a horny anime parody and that weird urban legend subreddit you scroll on your phone when you should be sleeping, then sprinkled way too many tits on top and said “yeah, this is fine”. You pick if you’re playing as a guy or a girl right at the start, and it actually matters, not just in “pronoun changed, congrats” way. Some scenes twist a bit depending on your body, who stares at you, who you can seduce, whose hand “accidentally” lands on your ass in the train when the lights flicker and the supernatural stuff leaks through. There is this first big moment where you’re at Lisa’s memorial, staring at a photo of your ex who got murdered in some fucked up way nobody wants to explain, and two completely different types of people hit on you almost at the same time: a smug cop with that “I’m totally abusing my badge” vibe, and this soft spoken girl with huge tits spilling out of a tight uniform that should absolutely not be legal in a public place. The game doesn’t stop to tell you “this is a choice”. It just lets you go horny detective or horny victim or both and quietly tracks who you want to bend you over later.

Sex is not just “reward unlocked, here’s generic bouncing”. You’re running around this fake-modern city where vampires are landlords, tentacle things hang out in dark alleys like drunk ninjas and one busty elf professor keeps “tutoring” you after class, squeezing your thigh while talking about mythology like she isn’t about to slide under the desk and wrap her lips around you. There is a scene at a cheap business hotel during a “vacation” that is not really a vacation. You’re supposed to investigate, but instead you spend half the night pinned against the balcony railing by a frustrated MILF who is technically someone’s wife and technically not human and technically doesn’t give a fuck. She rides you slow while the neon signs below blink and you can choose if you pull out or let her take every drop and feel that messy creampie drip down her inner thighs while she laughs and calls you a good little snack. Later the same day, basically in the same clothes, the story casually throws you into this awful netorare-ish angle where you watch through a half open door as a different woman you got close to is getting pounded by some supernatural asshole with a cock way bigger than yours. The game lets you peek, or walk away, or join and turn it into harem chaos. If you stay hidden, you see her begging for more, getting titfucked until her face is glazed and you can’t decide if you hate her, hate yourself, or just want in. And that mood, that messy mix of comedy, jealousy, horror and “fuck it, let’s suck his balls too”, that’s pretty much Mythos all the way through, jumping between murder clues, meme jokes, romance sweetness, corruption temptations and stupidly hot tentacle scenes in the dark where you swear you’re still solving a case while something slimy is filling your ass and your mouth at the same time.

This latest installment brings a fresh and thrilling experience filled with captivating quizzes that test your knowledge. Narrative layers thicken as you navigate through intense scenes and evolving characters.

Meet an expanded cast brimming with seductive allure and hidden agendas. These characters bring dynamic relationships that test your resolve and stoke your fantasies.

Beyond visual novel elements, this episode incorporates strategic quizzes that influence both story and sensual rewards. Every correct answer and bold move grants pleasures that push boundaries and explore new fantasies.

The game masterfully balances thrilling quests with explicit, immersive erotica. Forge bonds with powerful figures whose devotion can be won through daring and desire.

More than a sequel, this chapter expands horizons with deeper gameplay and hotter scenes. Embrace the thrill of discovery where each quiz and character reveal fuels your climbing lust.

For those hungry for a blend of mental stimulation and raw adult visuals, this game raises the stakes. Unlock the doors to desire and danger - your next adventure with knights and madness awaits.