This one feels like some horny mage wrote his mid‑life crisis on a napkin, spilled beer on it, then actually cast a spell and turned it into a game. You play as Sam, or whatever name you type in when you’re already half hard, a guy who’s supposed to be powerful and wise but spends most of the story thinking with his dick around monster girls and old mistakes. It’s connected to that main List Saga thing, but this side story is more like sneaking out of a serious fantasy novel to go fuck in the alley behind the magic academy. You keep bumping into this whole mess from your past that refuses to stay buried: the wife you literally tied to a book, the kid you may or may not have screwed over, and these non‑human girls who want to either eat your soul or sit on your face. Sometimes both, honestly.

What makes it weirdly hot is how the game doesn’t rush. It’s not “click button, instant tits.” First you get that slow magical mind control stuff, where you’re not sure if you’re the one in charge or if the monster girl is just letting you think you are. There’s a scene early on where you’re arguing with this horned librarian chick about forbidden grimoires, and the dialogue suddenly slides into her pushing into your mind like warm fingers, asking why you’re still obsessed with that old book that has your wife’s soul. Next click and she’s on her knees, drool on her lips, eyes glowing, taking your cock in her mouth while you feel her in your head, whispering that your son will hate you forever. It’s filthy and kind of fucked up, and yeah, it works. The animated stuff sells it, you actually see the hips move when you’re pounding into her, the little shiver when you pull out and then change your mind and slam right back in. Creampie shots are not shy at all, cum pooling inside, dripping out, especially when it’s some monster girl pussy with weird details that’d get you banned on Instagram in half a second. Sometimes the pacing is like a party that forgot there was supposed to be music: long quiet scene, heavy lore talk about the old spell and your missing kid, then suddenly you’re balls deep in a slime girl who learns your memories by swallowing your load. Then nothing for a bit, just walking around, using spells, checking the same room twice because you swear the book on the table moved, but it didn’t. Or maybe it did, I still don’t know, the thing annoyed me the whole time. The good part is when Sam is supposed to stay focused, talk about “responsibility” and “consequences”, and instead you steer him straight into another mind‑controlled blowjob, or a rough vaginal scene where the monster girl begs you to finish inside so she can “keep a piece of your magic.” It’s filthy, a little pathetic, and somehow romantic in the wrong way, like arguing over who is the best waifu while you’re literally rewriting her brain with your cock. Honestly, I came, then felt bad for like twenty seconds, then wanted to test a different choice to see if I could still break her mind and leave her smiling with your seed leaking down her thighs.

This thing starts like a drunk DnD session that got horny and never sobered up. You’re dropped into this little adventuring family circus: a Paladin you actually pick the sex for right away (male, female, futa, go wild), a Barbarian wife who has big “break the door and then ride you on the splinters” energy, and a Druid daughter who’s way too observant about everyone’s sex life. The game just pretends this situation is normal. No slow build. One moment you’re choosing attack options, next moment you’re basically debating if you should watch your own wife get pounded by someone else while you kind of like it and kind of hate yourself. I liked that. I hated that. I liked that I hated it. You get the idea.

The tone is weird in a good way. One scene has you arguing about tactics in a dungeon, and five lines later you’ve got a smug elf femboy shaking his ass in front of your wife like he’s farm-testing her loyalty. It’s not some clean “press button, get sex” thing either; you’re steering conversations that feel like they’re about honor, trust, party dynamics, then they slowly twist into “ok, who is going to fuck who and who is forced to watch.” The netorare bits hit hardest when you didn’t think you were choosing that, but then the Barbarian is moaning another name and you’re like “oh, right, that option.” I played on my phone in Chrome at first and had this moment where I alt-tabbed to Telegram mid-scene, came back, and the Druid was calmly describing exactly how wet one of the monster girls was while I’d forgotten where the hell the dialogue thread even started. By the way, the auto-forward sometimes feels too jumpy and I keep wanting to tweak it one tiny notch slower and always forget, which annoys me more than it should.

Then there’s the Undine futa, who basically steals the entire show. The story keeps pretending she has a “secret” like you can’t see this coming a mile away, but when everything finally comes out, the game really plays with it. You get routes where she focuses on the women in the group, and it isn’t just “haha, she has a dick, funny,” it’s more like “how deep can we go into turning the Paladin into a jealous mess while every female body in the party gets thoroughly re-plumbed.” I kinda wish there was a path where she went harder on the Paladin too, then again I don’t, because the whole fantasy hangs on that frustration and cheating vibe. Some of the funniest bits are actually right before the sex, like when characters try to talk all noble about temptations and duty while a succubus fire mage is casually describing in detail how she’s going to suck the soul out through someone’s cock. The humor hits at odd times, like after a really rough scene, someone drops a throwaway line that made me actually snort, then it jumps back into a blowjob choice menu without warning. If you want to wring every filthy drop out of it, don’t rush: manually save before big emotional choices, say yes when your gut screams no, and let the mess happen instead of trying to protect everyone. The most fucked up stuff hides behind the “this is a bad idea” options.

The game feels like somebody took a regular fantasy RPG, spilled horny brain juice all over it, then decided “ok, now we’re serious.” You start as this guy who just wants a simple life, and the world basically tells him to fuck off. Home is not safe, walls don’t help, demons literally crash into your comfort zone and everything goes to hell in a way that feels personal. After that first attack, every room feels a bit suspicious, every pretty smile feels like it might hide claws. The cool part is how the story pretends it’s about politics and survival, while every important “negotiation” somehow ends up happening with a woman who has ridiculous tits or an ass that should honestly count as a separate character. It’s like a fantasy council meeting, except you’re mostly staring at cleavage and trying not to die.

What surprised me is how strategic things get between all the horny moments. There is actual turn based combat with numbers and timing and “shit, I shouldn’t have used that skill yet” kind of thinking. You’re not just clicking “attack” and then skipping to the next sex scene. In one fight near the Scar, I misjudged a demon’s pattern, got the whole party wrecked, and then had to walk back into camp with everyone pissed at me. One of the girls calls you out in her own way, not with a long speech, but with this mix of sarcasm and “you better not waste my time again” that somehow makes the next time you fuck her feel like you earned it. The harem vibe is there, sure, but it’s not just a line of girls waiting their turn like some porn playlist on XVideos. There’s this tall warrior woman who keeps pretending she doesn’t care, then shows up half-armored and half-naked, and suddenly your “tactical choices” are about where to put your hands, not your skill points. Another girl feels softer, more romantic, the kind that makes you want to open Spotify, put on something sad, and just get lost in the way she looks at you while riding you. The game swings between romance and raw “I’m gonna ruin your back on this table” energy in a way that never fully matches what you expect.

Sometimes the worldbuilding goes a bit too heavy, like the dev had a whole novel in Google Docs and refused to cut anything. You’ll be thinking about how to squeeze in some private time with this busty sorceress, and suddenly you’re knee-deep in lore about demon incursions and power balances and weird factions that don’t know how clothes work. It’s funny, because the game tries to talk about “truth” and “strength” and “finding a way home,” but half the time I’m just hoping the next choice leads to someone pinning the protagonist to a wall and using him like a living toy. Still, I like that the sex doesn’t feel totally disconnected from the plot. You sleep with someone and it actually shifts how scenes play, who gets jealous, who suddenly becomes more helpful in battle, who pretends nothing happened but starts standing closer to you in camp. There’s something very human about making a “romantic” choice just because the girl’s ass looked insane in that one scene, and then dealing with all the fallout. Kind of like using Tinder while also trying to save a world that keeps trying to kill you. It could use less talking in some moments and more losing-yourself-in-her-moan moments, but maybe that tension is part of why it sticks in my head after I close the browser.

There’s this messed up thing that happens when a horror game is actually horny. Your brain keeps trying to decide if it should be scared or turned on, and this thing leans hard into that confusion. You’re stuck in this old college building that feels like that one abandoned wing every campus has, the one people swear is locked “for renovation” since forever. Lights flicker, the hallways go on way too long, doors loop you back around, all that classic paranormal bullshit. Except here, in the middle of all the creepy silence and bloody scribbles on the walls, you’re also constantly running into this ghost woman who looks like she crawled out of a nightmare and a porn shoot at the same time. Long hair, eyes that look like she wants to eat your soul, tits that absolutely do not follow physics, and an ass that makes you forget there’s literal gore on the floor. Half the game you’re thinking “I should run,” and the other half you’re lowkey hoping she catches you again.

The weirdest part is how the “saving yourself” thing sorta becomes optional in your head. You wander the campus trying doors, checking classrooms, hiding, finding notes that make the story darker every time, with little splashes of graphic violence that are just blunt, not artistic. No fancy cutaways, just “oh shit, yeah, that guy is very dead.” Then, in the next scene, you’re pushed into some supernatural sex encounter that feels way too intimate for how monstrous she is. One moment she’s pinning the male protagonist to a desk, grinding on him with those big soft tits bouncing in your face while she rides him like she wants to break his hips, the next moment the lights cut and you hear something wet and not at all sexy somewhere down the corridor. The game keeps letting you think with your dick and punishing you for it, but also rewarding you, which makes zero sense and somehow works. There are scenes where she phases through the wall in front of you, body half transparent, nipples fully not, walks in that slow, predatory way, and you can literally feel your brain going “this is a bad idea” while your hand is already on the mouse or, well, not on the mouse anymore. You get those paranormal moments where she twists her neck at a wrong angle, or her mouth stretches too wide, and then right after she’s riding you slow, whispering shit in your ear you don’t understand, squeezing you inside her like she’s trying to keep you there forever. By the time you realize the campus itself feels alive and fucked up, and maybe you actually do have some weird powers going on, you’ve already decided that if you’re trapped in an endless loop, there are worse ways to spend it than being hunted, scared, and nailed senseless by one obsessive monster girl ghost with a perfect ass and a death problem.

Small town, horny brain, zero life plan. That is basically the vibe here. You are this awkward, way-too-thirsty guy dumped in a village where every second house somehow has a curvy mom or stacked older woman walking around in tight clothes like it is normal. You stay with your grandpa, who mostly minds his own business, and this mature woman who looks like she belongs on some trashy porn banner. Big tits, big ass, soft voice, always “accidentally” bending over in front of you. Of course she’s super caring, brings you food, checks on you at night, and sometimes you can almost see her nipples through the shirt when she forget bra. Or she doesn’t forget. Hard to say. There is this mix of wholesome and “I absolutely should not be jerking off to this” every time she shows up.

The game lets you just wander around and bump into people instead of forcing one story path, which is fun and also kind of annoying because I kept getting distracted spying on everyone. You can peek through windows, catch someone showering, see a neighbor mom breastfeeding in the living room and then pretend you saw nothing. Later you realize you can push those scenes way further if you say the right things and touch at the right time. I liked that first contact moment with the main woman when you go for a simple hug and the MC’s hand just sinks into her boobs a bit too long. She gasps, you panic, he sort of apologizes, and then the game gives you the choice to pull away or “pretend it was accident but keep touching.” Obviously you keep touching. It is a classic groping fantasy, but the way her body reacts, the little lines, the tiny changes in her face, actually feel dirty, not just “click next, boob appears.” Characters are not super deep, but they at least feel like people you could stalk on Instagram, which is worse, in a nice way. There is this teasing with the virgin angle too, the MC is horny as hell but still kind of clueless. Sometimes he talks big and then pussy out when shit gets real, which pissed me off and also made him feel more believable. Also one of the moms absolutely milks herself in front of you like it is a normal Tuesday and that scene is burned in my brain forever, in a good but also “what am I doing with my life” kind of way.

What surprised me was how often the game just lets you sit in a moment and watch. Like you stand in the hallway, looking through a slightly open door, and see this mature woman half naked, squeezing her own breast because it is full and dripping, and the sound is almost wet in your head even if it is just text and image. Your choices decide if you stay to stare, walk in and pretend you heard a noise, or walk away like a coward. I pretended to leave, then came back, then quicksaved, then tried every option because I’m degenerate and also curious if the game would punish me. Sometimes it does, sometimes it just quietly tracks your pervy behavior and later she calls you out for always lurking around. That mix of being a sneaky voyeur and then suddenly invited to touch, to taste, to be basically her private toy, hits hard. And not everything is hot; there are clunky parts, some stiff lines, a few scenes repeat too much, and the sandbox can feel like wandering Pornhub with no search bar. But when it clicks, when you’re sitting on the couch, her in a tank top with no bra, your hand slowly sliding up her thigh while your “relative” walks in the next room, and you know one more click will push past the line you can’t pretend away anymore, it feels exactly like that dumb teenage fantasy your brain never really deleted.

Game throws you in as this young lieutenant who looks a bit too clean for all the shit he walks into. You’re leading Alpha 1, bunch of rough assholes with guns, armor and attitude, but somehow your cock still gets more screen time than the rifles. It starts serious, bullets flying, people screaming, blood on walls, a hostage situation that actually feels tense, then suddenly the camera is right in some older officer’s cleavage and you kind of forget there are terrorists outside. I was sampling sounds for a moan pack and I swear the first time one of the milfs pushed you against the concrete wall in that bunker hallway, her low breath and the metal clank from her gear rubbing the wall sounded like something from a gritty war drama, just with more tongue. They really mix the uniform kink with the dirty talk. She’s got that tight combat shirt that does nothing to hide her huge tits, and when she rides you on that steel table during “interrogation”, there’s this combination of muffled echo, boots squeaking and skin slapping that legit made me pause Spotify on my phone because I wanted it clean in my headphones.

The sex doesn’t come out of nowhere, but it also kinda does. One moment you’re planning breach routes, the next your commanding officer, a stacked silver-haired milf with this ice queen vibe, is chewing you out for disobeying orders. Then the scene flips and she has you pinned against a locker, hand on your throat, whispering in your ear that you better “prove you deserve that uniform”. Her moans are a little too porn-site-perfect sometimes, like I’ve heard that exact “ahh~” in half the videos on xVideos, but there’s this deep sigh she does when you push inside her the first time, like she’s been holding it in since boot camp. That one is raw. When she’s riding you, the armor pieces knocking against each other make this clicky sound that I actually found hotter than the usual wet squish. Feels like you’re fucking in a real armory, not some clean studio room. And yeah, they go hard with the violence in between, bodies on the ground, blood soaking the dirt, gunshots ringing in the distance while you sneak into some half-destroyed safehouse. It’s weird how fast the tone hops from romance vibes to “I’m gonna sit on your face in full tactical gear” and then back to planning how to get the VIP out alive. It shouldn’t work. Sometimes it really doesn’t. But then there’s this scene inside a transport vehicle, red emergency lights flashing, engine humming low, where one of the older women silently pulls you into her lap, unzips your pants and just starts stroking you in the dark while the rest of the squad pretends not to notice. The audio there is almost quiet, just her breath in your ear and the distant rattle of metal. I kept replaying that one, not even for the visuals. Just that rhythm, that mix of danger and slow, dirty handjob in a humming steel box. Yeah, I kinda hated how rushed some emotional bits felt, but I still went back to those scenes to steal sounds for my own stuff. Priorities, right.

The name already tells you what kind of ride this is, but it still kind of surprised me. You are stuck on this pirate ship with a crew that seems to believe the solution to every problem is “more boobs” and honestly, fair. The whole vibe is horny Saturday-morning-cartoon that grew up wrong, got drunk on a tropical island and started talking about cup sizes instead of treasure. You click through scenes, pick dialog, stuff happens, and suddenly a character who was just nicely stacked before is carrying two ridiculous beach balls on her chest while trying to act like this is totally normal pirate business. Half the fun is watching how the game pretends to take itself seriously as an “adventure” while a girl’s tits are quietly eclipsing the sun in the background. There is a ship, there is an island, there are pirates, but the real plot is watching curves inflate like someone messed up the physics settings and decided to leave it that way.

There is this one scene early on where Captain Ruby is trying to threaten some unlucky fool, and her shirt already looks like it’s about to give up on life. You pick the “cocky” choice, she leans in, the camera angle slides down just a little too slow, and the dialogue keeps talking about loot and honor and whatever, but you can tell the actual story is: which button on that shirt will pop first. I got hung up there, replayed that bit three times on my phone on the bus using Firefox, which was probably a mistake because I kept pretending I was just scrolling Instagram. The expansion itself is treated like both a joke and a fetish at the same time. They play it for laughs with the characters making dumb comments, then they hold a shot on a pair of tits that grew a full extra size just so your brain has time to go “oh, okay, we are doing this now.” There is a transformation moment in a cabin where someone “tests” a potion and the camera cuts back and her boobs are straight up crowding the frame, pressing into the edge like they want their own spin-off game. I loved that bit, and also I hated it because the game never gives you a proper size slider, it just goes from big to utterly stupid with no middle ground. It feels like being in a bar where everyone went from tipsy to blackout with no time in between.

From the ethics side, this thing is funny and also kind of a mess. The characters talk like they are into it most of the time, they flirt, they brag about their new curves, they weaponize their chests like cannons, and the humor leans into “I chose this” which is nice. Then suddenly a scene slips in where a potion is slipped in, or someone wakes up on the island and their body is already changed and they were not exactly asked. The script usually covers it with jokes and horny comments after the fact, like “oh wow I guess this is my life now” and plays it as acceptance, but from consent point of view, that is pretty thin. You can see the game wants the fantasy of surprise transformation and still wants to pretend everyone is totally cool with it, and those two things fight a bit. As a watchdog I’d give it a fake prize: “Most Cheerful Ignoring Of Magical Body Autonomy” and yes, I say that with love, because I still clicked every single suspicious option just to see how far the curves would go. The island setting is a perfect excuse for nonsense potions and cursed treasure, yet sometimes the crew just shrugs and keeps going without a single “hey, maybe ask before you turn my chest into a pair of inflatable rafts.” It does not ruin the horny fun, but it hangs there in the back of your mind while you watch another scene where a character tries to walk across the deck, ass swaying, boobs swaying twice as much, the camera zooming in like a perv that forgot subtlety exists, and you think: ok, this is hot, and it is also absolutely out of control.

This one feels like it was written by someone who actually hates the main guy a little, and I mean that in a good way. You start as this tired delivery dude, running around, dropping packages, trying not to screw up, and of course he keeps screwing up. Wrong address, broken box, late order, all the usual crap. And then she shows up. Not as some magical savior or sexy boss out of nowhere, more like that woman you bump into on the street and you just know your day is going to get worse but you still look back at her ass. She clocks immediately that he’s weak in the knees, the type who’ll say “no” with his mouth and “yes” with his whole body, and she just goes, “Okay, you’re mine now,” without even needing to say it directly. The game doesn’t treat it like some huge destiny thing. It’s more like, you had bad luck, then you had worse luck, and now your bad luck has a hot, cruel smile and a quiet apartment.

What I liked is how the control starts small. She texts him while he’s still working deliveries, tells him to come over “just for a minute,” and you know that minute is not going to be a minute. You can try to act tough, try to keep your dignity, but the game loves to catch you in those in-between moments. Her making you wait on your knees in the hallway while she finishes a phone call in the other room, you staring at the floor, hearing only her voice through the door while your dick is already hard in your pants, that kind of thing. Nothing crazy happening, but you feel like a dog that trained itself. Then she starts playing with you more directly. The first time she strokes you off, it’s not this loving, porn-style handjob. She treats your cock like a toy she bought by mistake and is trying to decide if she’ll return it. Slow, lazy, almost bored, talking more about how pathetic you look than about how good you feel. She doesn’t even let you come right away, and when she finally does, she makes you watch where the cum lands like she’s grading you. It’s humiliating but also kind of funny, in a very mean way.

The pegging stuff is where the game really stops pretending she’s “nice.” She warms you up with teasing, makes you do stupid little things first, like masturbate for her while she sits there fully dressed, not touching you, only correcting your posture or telling you to moan louder because “the neighbors can’t hear properly.” By the time she actually pulls out the strap, you already betrayed yourself ten times. The scene that stuck in my head is when she pushes into you the first time and doesn’t praise you, doesn’t say you’re doing good, she just comments on how tight you are like you’re a stubborn jar she’s opening. There’s a moment where MC tries to hold some pride, tries not to make a sound, and the game lets you choose if you keep quiet or finally beg. Either way, she wins, but the flavor changes. If you beg, she smiles and rides your ass with this almost gentle cruelty, whispering how this is all you’re good for. If you stay stubborn, she gets colder, more mocking, and makes you come from it without even touching your cock. After that, every delivery job feels different, like the packages you carry are less heavy than the thought that at any moment she can text you one word and you’ll drop everything and go. The 3D models sell a lot of this just with her expression alone, the small eyebrow lifts, the little smirk when you embarrass yourself. I wish the UI didn’t hide half the lower screen during some scenes, it pissed me off more than it should, but then she’d grab the protagonist by the hair again and I forgot what I was complaining about. There’s a weird warmth too, like she’s not a cartoon villain, more like that strict mentor you really shouldn’t jerk off thinking about, while you’re literally jerking off because of her.

Tiny northern village, cold air, warm mouths. That’s the vibe here. You play this city-trained chef who drops into a place that looks quiet from outside, but every person you meet is either horny, weird, or both. The “friend’s restaurant” is basically your hub of chaos. You start chopping onions and two minutes later somebody’s hand is around your cock under the prep table while you’re trying not to burn the sauce. It’s got that small-town feeling where everyone knows everyone, and everyone wants to know what’s in your pants. Half the time you’re cooking, half the time you’re wondering how the hell this tiny village ended up with so many hot moms, pushy coworkers and straight up monster babes walking around like that’s normal.

The restaurant is your excuse to bump into all of them. Milf regular who pretends she only comes for the soup, but keeps “forgetting” her panties. Coworker that gives you shit about your knife skills while very calmly pressing her foot into your crotch behind the bar, like that’s part of the job. There’s a monster girl from the edge of the village who shows up after dark, hood on, wants something “rare” and ends up with your dick in her mouth under the table while you pray nobody walks in. Scenes don’t just pop out of nowhere, they grow out of these little moments: wiping a counter together, joking about some stupid order, then suddenly she’s got you pinned against the fridge with her knee between your legs and this look like “you’re not going anywhere”. Sometimes you’re the one in control, sometimes they just use you like a toy and you kinda love it. The game leans into that mix of romance and being absolutely manhandled, with enough humor that it doesn’t feel like some edgy teen fantasy, more like a dirty sitcom that got left alone with a porn budget.

Sex itself gets pretty spicy. Proper animated stuff: slow strokes when a milf wraps her hand around you in the storeroom, sloppy spit when a girl goes down on you behind the closed kitchen door, her lipstick smearing while she tries to keep quiet and fails. Foot stuff shows up in the funniest moments, like you’re at work, having this serious talk about menu changes, and under the table she’s already nudging your cock with her toes, then sliding her sole up and down while still arguing about garnish. There’s lesbian bits too, like catching two village girls in the back after closing, one fingering the other over the sink while they think nobody sees them, then pulling you in because “we might as well use the chef too”. Masturbation scenes feel oddly personal, like the milf next door riding her own fingers while thinking about your cooking, or the monster girl in the woods grinding on your discarded jacket. Vaginal, oral, handjobs, even that scene where a woman rides your face like she owns the place and then makes you beg before she lets you fuck her. It’s all pretty raw, a bit goofy sometimes, and weirdly cozy for a game with that much spit, cum and moaning going on in a village with sheep in the background and a restaurant that absolutely would fail a health inspection if anyone saw what really happens in that kitchen.