Monotony is kind of the secret fetish of this game, which sounds boring, but it actually hits harder because of that. You start as this tired guy whose life is just work, sleep, repeat, like everyone doomscrolling Twitter and pretending it’s fine. Even his dreams are stale. That detail I really liked, because it feels like when you have the same porn tab open for days and you’re not even horny, just on autopilot. Then he finally gets this Linker thing and plugs into New Heaven, and suddenly the dull, gray routine cracks open into this huge fantasy MMO world that is way too clean and way too horny to be healthy. On the surface it is just another big fantasy playground with swords and magic and way too many good-looking NPCs, but the way it treats identity is what caught me. The game constantly asks, silently, "Who are you when nobody outside is watching, and the only punishment is some numbers changing on the screen?" You can be kind, a manipulative bastard, a clueless himbo, whatever, and the game actually locks you into one of those personality types in the background. You feel it when a girl reacts to a joke that would have landed with someone else, or when a scene just never unlocks because you were too much of a dick three hours ago. Or maybe it was five, I lost track. Funny thing, the game is obsessed with tracking you, even when the main character tries to forget himself.

The girls are not just walking hentai scenes, even when they very obviously are. Some of them feel like classic eroge archetypes, like the proud elf who has way too much armor missing, or the sweet support mage who blushes so hard you start wondering if her cheeks will unlock their own stat page. But then you talk to them for a while and their stories start biting back. I had one scene where I failed a minor speech check because I picked a smug reply earlier in the day, and it locked me out of comforting her after she messed up a raid. It sounds tiny. It pissed me off for like ten minutes. That bitterness made the later sex scene with her feel less like a reward and more like two slightly broken people using each other as a save point. And yeah, the erotic stuff is pretty direct. Boobs are everywhere, thighs framed like artworks, kissing that drags on way too long in a good way. The custom animations lean into slow build, hips grinding, little touches that last a bit longer than you expect, and then sometimes they rush a climax like someone got nervous. It is not polished porn, you can feel the creator experimenting. I had one encounter where the MC is trying to keep his cool while getting a handjob in a public fantasy tavern corner, and you can still see his mind floating back to his shitty job in the real world for a single line, then snap right back into her fingers squeezing a bit too tight. That flicker between fantasy and that empty room he wakes up in is what stuck with me more than the cumshots. Though, to be fair, there is a lot of cum. Maybe too much. Or not enough. Hard to say.

What starts as a simple visit to relatives spirals into a tangled mess of secret cravings as you navigate the delicate balance between affection and taboo. The house is alive with tension, where dominant personalities clash and seduction simmers beneath polite smiles.

Interact with a cast of unforgettable women, from the assertive Sora to the experienced Yuko, the sporty Mary, and the towering Kate. Their desires intertwine with yours, leading to explicit futa content and scenes charged with raw power dynamics.

Smooth, atmospheric tunes accompany your every move, enhancing the tension and intimacy of each scene. With a complete Spanish localization, the game opens its doors to passionate players seeking mature narratives.

Harnessing the power of Koikatsu and Ren'Py, this project offers a modular, choice-driven experience packed with graphic content. Choices matter deeply here, steering you through a maze of erotic corruption and personal discovery.

At its core, the story delves into the intoxicating mix of love, control, and taboo that defines your summer with them. Its unique combination of playful dominance, explicit scenes, and heartfelt moments makes it a standout title in adult visual novels.

Elf MC, horny ancient ruins, and a world that looks suspiciously like someone mashed Google Maps with hentai brainrot. That’s kinda the vibe here. You’re this pretty boy elf guy wandering around a fantasy land that clearly wants you to get distracted by tits more than by history. One second you’re poking around some old kingdom mystery, clicking weird stone symbols, trying to solve what looks like a bootleg mobile puzzle from the Play Store, and the next second some monster girl is in your face asking for “help” that very clearly means “put it in me.” And yeah, the game doesn’t pretend to be shy about it. You talk, you point & click, you figure out what shiny thing goes into what hole, then usually something else goes into someone else’s hole. Clean loop.

The animations are actually decent for a first chapter, you get that 3D feel when the elf is buried between thighs or when he’s getting his cock stroked with slow handjob motions that don’t look like someone shaking a broom handle. Oral scenes go from gentle teasing to full deep throat pretty fast, which is nice, though the sound is sometimes weirdly quiet and then suddenly wet as fuck. Vaginal stuff has a nice rhythm when he’s pounding, especially when you finally push to creampie and you see everything pulse inside. They really like finishing inside. Like, really. Pulling out is apparently against elf culture or something. The romance angle is hit or miss; sometimes the dialogue tries to be sweet and it works, other times it feels like a pornhub comment thread translated through Google. But that kinda adds to the charm for me. It’s messy. The girls are a mix of “I will help you on your noble journey” and “take your pants off, traveler,” and the monster girl design is good enough I actually forgot about the treasure room behind her at one point. I still don’t forgive the game for making me replay the same little puzzle 3 times just because I misclicked once. That shit annoyed me and then I immediately forgot because there was an elf getting his cock sucked by a girl with fangs.

The point & click exploration has a nice “I’m lost but also kinda turned on” mood. Sometimes you’ll click something expecting lore and you get a blowjob offer instead. Other times you’re sure it’s sex time and it’s like “solve this pattern first, idiot.” The game loves teasing progress, edging you with small scenes before the bigger payoffs. There’s a part where you help a girl in danger, think it’s gonna be a quick thank you and goodbye, and then it just turns into this slow, almost romantic fuck with kissing, soft moans, and then a rough finish where she begs for you to cum inside her. I liked that. I also hated that the inventory icon is tiny as hell and my dumb eyes kept missing it. Never fixed that, just kept squinting like an old man. Whatever. If you wanna enjoy it, don’t rush. Click around, poke every corner, talk to characters twice, sometimes a normal line suddenly turns into flirting, and flirting turns into a hand under the belt. Let the elf be a little slutty scholar. Solve a puzzle, earn a blowjob. Fail a puzzle, reload and go again. That’s pretty much the religion of this game.

James looks like that guy you see at the gym who has his shit together, but the game opens when his body basically says “nah, not today” and puts him on his ass. Suddenly the dude who used to be the stable husband, the protector, is weak as hell, running on pills and doctor visits, and his head is just as fucked as his body. You feel it from the start: he’s scared his wife will see him as broken, less of a man. And yeah, the game actually leans hard into that, not just for drama, but for sex too. Weak body, weak morals, strong dick confusion.

Valerie, his wife, is not some cardboard cutout. She starts all sweet loyal partner, but you can see her frustration creep in each time you click through. She still loves him, but the “no sex, only cuddles” routine is wearing her down. When they take this “healing vacation” together, it feels like a last try to feel normal again. Instead, shit goes sideways. He runs into a ghost from his past, something he never told Valerie about, something that hits him right in his pride. This is where you start getting that nasty mix of jealousy, curiosity and horny panic. The game lets you sit in that feeling. You watch him watching his wife, noticing every look she gives someone else, every time she dresses just a bit more revealing for the hotel bar, every “innocent” chat that lasts too long. He knows he started this by lying and by being too proud to admit he’s scared, but he still gets off on the fear of losing her. It’s messy and kind of hot in a way that feels wrong.

Sex scenes are not just “click to fuck, next.” The best ones come out of small tensions: a comment about how another guy looked at her, a bottle of wine too much, James being too tired to perform and Valerie not pushing it, but her nipples still hard through the thin top while they sit on the balcony. The camera really loves her body, the curves, the way her clothes cling when she’s not even trying to be sexy. Later, when things start getting more risky, when she’s walking around the resort in outfits that are basically a dare, the game slides into that pervy thrill really smoothly. You get those moments where she “accidentally” bends too low, or lets a stranger’s eyes wander over her a little too long, and James is there, half turned on, half dying inside. The crazy part is that sometimes he’s imagining scenes that might not even be happening, and the line between fantasy and reality blurs in his head. That’s where the game is nastiest: it makes you complicit in him wanting to see his own wife on display, even while he’s pretending he hates it. And you kinda want to see it too.

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.

MC comes back from college thinking it will be just boring summer at Grandma’s place, same old carpet smell, same TV shows, same fake polite hugs. Instead he walks into this weird tension with Grandma’s friend that hits way harder than it should. She is in that age where she pretends to be all proper and harmless, serving tea and talking about “the good old days”, but every camera angle and every line she drops is basically screaming “I know exactly what I’m doing, kid”. The game takes that classic landlady formula everybody here already knows by heart and just slaps a different kind of taboo on top of it. It’s not some wild harem power fantasy where every woman jumps on MC in five clicks. It’s more like being stuck in a house where the walls remember sex better than the people who live in it. Slow, pervy, sometimes awkward, sometimes way too hot for how dumb the setup actually is.

The pacing feels like a bad fanfic that somehow turns into your favorite one by chapter 7. At the start you get all the old tricks: “oops I walked in while she was in the shower”, “oops my hand slipped while she was half asleep on the couch”, that classic morning wood scene where nobody in the room behaves like a real person would, but that’s exactly why porn brains love it. And yeah, it’s shameless. You peek, you grope, you fake being innocent while the text basically shouts you’re not. But it leans into that fan-created energy, like somebody read ten thousand MILF/granny fics on AO3 and said “fine, I’ll just stitch all my favorite parts together and see what happens”. Choices are small on paper, like “do you stare at her ass longer or pretend not to see it”, but the way the scenes branch, you feel the heat building. Refuse one chance to be a creep and suddenly two scenes later she is not as flirty, take the risky option and now the air in the kitchen feels thicker every time you click next. It’s like those canon endings where the anime chickens out, and then the fan author comes in and fixes the sexual frustration with ten times more filth.

What I liked is how the game lets the grandmother sit in the background like this silent moral alarm that nobody listens to. You’re rubbing up against her friend in the hallway, brain screaming “this is so wrong”, but the script acts like it’s just another day. It has that weird charm of old Ren’Py porn where menus look cheap and the UI is slightly ugly, but you just don’t care because you’re too busy checking if the next scene finally crosses that line you thought it already crossed two scenes ago. Some events feel rushed, like a whole chunk of emotional build-up got deleted and replaced by “anyway, now she is horny, click here”. And the game has this annoying habit where a really good, tense moment just cuts off with a casual line that kills the vibe, but then five minutes later it hits you with a sleep-groping scene that is way more intense than it has any right to be. It kind of plays like a fan rewrite of an old landlady VN, where someone changed just enough labels so they don’t get yelled at, but kept all the dirty DNA inside. Half of it is stupid and half of it is hot, and sometimes those halves are the same scene.

Grass looks all cute and short, sun shining, neighbor waving with her tits barely contained in that tight top, and underneath all that somebody’s hiding the kind of shit you only see in those “I swear it’s not porn, it’s a thriller” tags on Pornhub. That’s the whole vibe here. You’re this guy who shows up in a quiet suburb with your younger brother, and everyone’s all smiles, cookies, and “if you need anything, just knock,” which of course means “I’m lonely and my husband’s either cheating, missing, or a criminal, please rearrange my insides on the kitchen counter.” The game throws you right into this weird mix of horny neighbor drama and low-key investigation stuff. One second you’re chatting about lawn care, next second you’re watching a milf with a ridiculous ass bend over way too slow to pick up something she obviously dropped on purpose, and then she slips a weird little comment about “what happened last summer” that makes you go, okay, that’s not just flirting, that’s a lead.

It plays like one of those sandbox suburban fantasies where you kind of drift from house to house, poking at everybody’s secrets and also, yeah, poking them. You’re juggling actual mystery clues with stiff cocks and bad decisions. You’re checking a backyard camera to see who broke the fence and instead end up watching your busty neighbor masturbating by the pool, half moaning some other guy’s name. You can ignore it and keep looking for the intruder or just sit there zooming in on her hand sliding between her thighs, and the game is totally fine with either choice, which is kind of hilarious. There’s this thing where you’re questioning one woman about a missing package and she keeps leaning closer, brushing her big tits on your arm, then suddenly she goes quiet and asks, “You’re not a cop, right?” with this nervous eye twitch. It’s not subtle, but it works. Sex scenes are full-on: sloppy blowjobs on comfy suburban couches, lazy afternoon handjobs in parked cars, getting pinned against the wall by a “lonely” wife, pussy taking you in slow while her wedding ring glints in the sunlight, then later you realize the same woman might be involved in some shady shit with your brother. Anal pops up too, usually as the “we really shouldn’t be doing this” upgrade once things get more intense, like when a character finally snaps and lets you fuck her from behind in her husband’s office, moaning into the desk while family photos stare at you. The cool part is how it keeps twisting the mood: sometimes it’s straight up porn, sometimes you feel like you’re actually building a case, clicking through weird text messages, checking who was where and when, noticing small details during what starts as harmless teasing. Everyone in this neighborhood looks innocent enough but feels just a bit off, so every blowjob, every “accidental” shower scene, every neighborly visit can be either just horny fun or another piece of whatever dark mess is hiding under those perfect lawns.

Subject 9 feels like somebody smashed a family vacation movie and a very horny biology experiment together, then forgot to add any shame. You’re this early twenties dude stuck in a mountain cabin for three weeks, “relaxing” with your relatives before your great aunt’s birthday, and it takes about five minutes before you realise this is less Hallmark, more Pornhub search history with a plot. The cabin feels small in a good way, like a pressure cooker. Every room is basically a trap for bad decisions. Morning coffee in the kitchen? Someone walks in with a shirt that clearly lost the war against her tits. Late night in the living room? Yoga pants so tight you can basically read the stitching with your dick. You wander around, talk, poke at choices, and suddenly a harmless “check on her” turns into you pressed against a door, her whispering in your ear, and you trying not to blow your load before the camera even zooms in properly.

What hits first is how thick everyone is. Not “oh she’s curvy” but “God was bored and overfilled every slider”. Huge tits, big soft asses that jiggle when they walk to the fridge, the whole family looking like they escaped from the “do not open at work” folder. You get these slow, teasing scenes where a character leans over the sink, top riding up, the curve of her ass just staring right at you. It’s not subtle. At all. There’s this one shower scene where the steam is still hanging in the air and you catch her drying herself, towel sliding down way too slow. She notices you, smirks, and instead of freaking out, turns her back, spreads her feet slightly and really takes her time. That moment right there, with the water still dripping off her nipples and you stuck between “leave like a good boy” and “stay and watch”, that’s when the game shows its teeth. And then later, you start noticing how often people touch him, how hugs linger, how “we’re family” keeps getting thrown around in a tone that is absolutely not family safe. It’s wrong in that way where your brain says “no” and everything south is just clapping.

The wild part is how lowkey the lesbian stuff sneaks in. It doesn’t scream “hey this is girl on girl now”, it just happens. Two of the women chilling in a bedroom, wine glasses on the nightstand, soft music, gossiping about the guys being idiots. You walk past and hear a moan that definitely isn’t from a funny TikTok. Door cracked open, you get a peek: one of them on the bed, shirt pulled up, the other between her thighs, hair all over the place, hand gripping that thick ass like it’s the last thing on earth. You’re stuck in the hallway, hand on the mouse, trying to decide if you barge in or watch from the shadows like complete trash. The best bit is how the game lets your choices twist the vibe. Be a passive little creep? You get more voyeur shit. Start pushing boundaries? People start pushing back in their own fucked up horny ways. Sometimes the pacing crawls, especially early on when you’re just doing cabin chores and flirting that goes nowhere, but when a scene finally snaps, it really snaps. Titfucking on a couch that was supposed to be for “family movie night”, hips grinding in slow motion, heavy breathing right in your ear, her hand guiding you exactly where she wants. It’s messy, it’s dirty, and half the time you’ll click a line of dialogue that sounds normal and suddenly you’re balls deep in a situation no therapist could fix. Honestly the only thing that annoyed me is how often doors magically stay unlocked when it’s convenient and locked when you’re actually trying to be a perv, but that’s just cabin life, I guess.

Neuro/Splice feels like someone grabbed a cyberpunk thriller, a fucked‑up body swap fetish, and a humiliation dungeon, blendered it together, and then forgot to clean the mess off the walls. In a good way. You’ve got this cop Ryke, corporate dog for NexaCorp, who ends up jammed into Cassie’s body, tossed straight into a mixed‑gender max security prison that looks like a cross between a riot and a sex club that never closes. He’s a guy in his head, stuck in this soft, dangerous female body, surrounded by assholes who think she’s just fresh meat. Guards grope when they feel like it, inmates test boundaries with “accidental” touches that are not even slightly accidental, and every little mistake you make, the game slaps you back with some brutal teasing or public humiliation. There’s this early scene where you misjudge who to talk to in the yard and instead of a simple “game over”, you end up pressed against a fence, hand forced between Cassie’s legs in front of half the block while some guard laughs and pretends it’s a “routine check”. That whole vibe of “you wanted to be the hero, now suck it up” never really stops. It keeps poking at the fantasy of control, then yanking it away. If you’re expecting soft cuddly romance, you loaded the wrong tab in your browser.

The wild part is that while Ryke is getting his ass metaphorically and literally beaten in Cassie’s skin, Cassie wakes up in his male body on the other side of the fence with all the power he used to enjoy. Suddenly the hunted rebel girl is the scary dude in uniform, walking down halls where people flinch when she passes. She can abuse that. Hard. Use her new status to harass coworkers, push underlings around, “search” suspects with hands that stay way too long in the wrong places. There’s this interrogation room scene where you can lean into full male domination, pushing a nervous female tech against the table, fingers slipping exactly where HR would have a heart attack, all under the excuse of “investigation procedure”. Or you can pretend to be decent while constantly edging the line, which is almost worse. The game loves turning basic choices into fetish traps. Say the polite thing, you still get dragged into some forced stripping in the showers later. Try to act tough, you get chained up, spanked, and mocked like a bratty girl who forgot her place. It toys with netorare stuff in a really sneaky way too. People talk about “Cassie” like she’s a thing that can be used, and you know it’s Ryke in there screaming, but the body reacts, the nipples harden, the thighs tremble, and the game does not let you pretend that isn’t hot. Meanwhile, outside the prison, Cassie in Ryke’s body gets chances to steal other people’s lovers, ruin relationships, and then walk away like it was nothing. It hits that nasty “I stole your girl and she liked it better” kink and then just moves on like it never happened. Honestly, I wish they toned nothing down. The more it kicks at comfort zones, the more it actually feels alive.