Game hits you with a gut punch right in the menu. You’re this 25-year-old guy who already had his “happily ever after” and then it just gets ripped away from him. No heroic bullshit, no magical fix, he’s a wreck. First scenes are him looking like a zombie, barely functioning, and I liked that they don’t sugarcoat it. He’s numb, he’s angry, he drinks too much, he makes bad choices, sometimes you just click through like “yeah, I’ve seen this guy on Discord at 4% battery and 0% will to live.” And then, in the middle of all that, the game suddenly drops this tall blonde girl in a tight sport uniform with a ridiculous ass and you realize, okay, this is not just depression simulator, there is definitely some cock therapy incoming. Her tits look heavy in that jersey, jiggle a bit when she leans forward, and I swear the dev has a personal obsession with thighs, because the way those shorts ride up when she stretches before practice? That’s where 30% of my saves went. I kept quicksaving right before dialogue choices just to see how slutty or tender that same scene could go, like switching between two different timelines where you’re either a broken puppy or a horny asshole who still somehow gets rewarded.

Thing is, the sex doesn’t happen in a vacuum. You can feel the main guy still carrying all that grief into every scene. There’s a moment on the bleachers where she’s straddling him, sport top pushed up just enough to show those big tits bouncing while she jerks him off under the night lights, and he suddenly spaces out, thinking of his dead lover, and you get this ugly mix of hard-on and guilt. It’s hot and uncomfortable at the same time, which I kinda loved, even though at one point the pacing goes to shit because the game keeps stopping the dirty talk to drop another sad monologue. You get animated vaginal scenes where her ass fills the whole screen, cheeks slapping, sweat on her back, that little bounce in her ponytail while she rides him on the locker room bench, and then right after that they’re talking about addiction and suicide like you just didn’t have your dick in your hand twenty seconds earlier. The tonal whiplash is nuts. But the small stuff sticks with me: her fingers tightening on his shoulder when he finally thrusts up with some actual energy, her trying to hide how wet she is after “innocent” training, that one shot where the camera lingers too long on the curve of her hip as she walks away and you notice a tiny bruise from earlier practice. I hated how the text sometimes explains things I already get from the visuals, yet I kept playing, saving, loading, chasing slightly different ways to make this broken guy lose himself between her legs again, just to see if he looks a bit less dead inside when he finally comes.

Monet feels like somebody took a regular city, squeezed out all the warmth, and replaced it with glass, chrome and secrets. IRYS throws you in there like you just woke up from a dream you half remember, wearing a cheap suit and an ID badge that says you belong to Deimos. You start as this regular office guy, doing spreadsheets, watching useless meetings on Zoom while pretending to listen, getting coffee that tastes like it was filtered through somebody’s sadness. On the surface it’s that boring corporate life. Then you start noticing small weird things. People know things about you that you never told them. A coworker remembers a night you “spent together” that you’re pretty damn sure never happened. Your boss praises you for a project you have no memory of, and in the same breath hints that you owe him more than just good performance. That’s when the game starts to crawl under your skin a little.

The horny part doesn’t show up like a hentai pop-up. It slips into the routine. You’re in a late-night office review, just you and this colleague with big soft tits almost falling out of her blouse, blue light from the monitor on her skin, both of you talking about quarterly targets like robots. Then there’s a line of dialogue that feels too intimate. She leans in too close. Her hand stays too long on your shoulder. One click and you push her away and keep pretending to be a good boy. Another click and you grab her wrist, pull her into your lap, and suddenly your boring Excel sheet is sharing space with her moans and the sound of your cock sliding into her on the boss’s fancy ergonomic chair. IRYS is like that a lot. It gives you these “professional” masks and waits for you to peel them off. Sex scenes are very physical, animated just enough that when you’re fucking her against the office window or bending her over a lab table, you feel every thrust. Sometimes you are gentle, slow, like she is something you want to protect from this fucked up city. Other times the corruption hits and you use her, hand on her throat, filling her raw and hard while she begs you not to stop, even when the guilt dialogue kicks in afterward and makes you question if those feelings are yours or some Deimos script injected into your brain.

What really got me was how the romance and the sci-fi mess bleed into each other. There is this one scene where you wake up in your small apartment, naked, next to a coworker you definitely did not take home. Her hair is messy, thighs still glistening, your cum leaking out of her, and she looks at you like you have been lovers for months. You check your phone and there are whole chat logs, selfies, dirty pics, little heart emojis, like a full relationship that someone speedran while you were asleep. It feels like the universe glitched and rewrote your fate. As somebody who actually believes in destiny, that hit weird. You start asking: did I really fall for her before and just forgot, or was this romance manufactured in some secret Deimos experiment so they can pull my strings better? Later, when you take her in the back of the office, pressed against a server rack humming with data, her legs wrapped around your waist while you fuck her deep and she whispers that you were “always meant for each other”, you can’t even tell if that’s sweet or just another line of code. The game loves putting you in those moments. You climax inside her during some illegal lab test, alarms faint in the background, and instead of simple post-nut clarity you get this strange dream flash of another timeline where you never joined Deimos and she never existed. IRYS keeps poking: is your dick leading you, or is the company guiding your dick so it can own your heart and your guilt at the same time. I kinda hate that it works so well. I also kinda love it. I’m confused. It fits the city.

Three guys, one messy timeline, way too many chances to fuck it all up and still end up balls-deep in someone you probably shouldn’t be touching. That’s basically the whole vibe here. It looks like your usual “oh we’re in school, we’re adults, we’re responsible” kind of story, but the game never really pretends these dudes think clearly when there’s a soft pair of tits in front of them. You jump between the vice-president boy who tries to act like a prince, the lazy college clown who coasts on charm, and the older bar owner who pretends he’s above it all while obviously staring at every big ass that walks by. It feels like watching three porn plots that keep bumping into each other, with all the slow teasing and “this is a bad idea but I’m horny” energy that actually makes you lean toward the screen.

What gets fun is how the game loves to make you build things up, then finally let everything snap. Like you’re stuck in a quiet classroom with that girl who everyone thinks is all innocent, and you’ve been nice, you’ve been a gentleman, you’ve helped her with her notes. Then there’s this one click where you decide “fuck it” and suddenly his hand is on her thigh under the desk, she’s pretending to still read, her face going red, her eyes not even on the page anymore. Pants get tighter, she whispers your name, and you get that little animated movement where her lips wrap around his cock for the first time and you think “yeah, that’s exactly how he should lose that perfect reputation.” Or the neighbor milf who keeps “accidentally” brushing her tits against you in the hallway until you end up in her living room. First she “just wants a massage” and then her bra is off, her nipples are hard and shiny, and you watch her bounce slow and heavy on your dick while the game lets you decide whether you pull out like a saint or fill her up and hope she’s not ovulating. Spoiler, we always go for creampie, we just pretend to feel bad about it.

There’s a lot of little stuff that feels kinda personal. Like that moment in the club room where the sporty girl acts all cocky and pushes you against the wall, but the second you grab her ass with both hands she melts, starts grinding on your thigh, then pulls her shorts aside for you instead of taking them off properly. Or the bar scenes with the older women, where they flirt too hard, pretend to be in control, then end up on their knees behind the counter, hair messy, throat working around your shaft while you try not to click too fast on the next dialogue because the animation is actually hotter than you expected. It’s not just “boobs in your face, fuck now,” there’s that slow burning, the build up, the heavy make-out on the couch, fingering through panties, her moaning against your neck, then suddenly she’s on all fours on the bed with that round ass up and you’re choosing between sliding in slow or just ramming her until the headboard hits. The multiple endings thing makes it worse, because you keep thinking “this time I’ll be romantic” and somehow we still end up groping someone in a dark corridor and leaving them dripping on the floor after a rough quickie. Honestly, the game pretends to be all sweet and romantic, but after the third time we’re buried deep inside a classmate who definitely should not be moaning that loud with her legs on our shoulders, it’s kinda obvious everyone here just wants an excuse to be fucked stupid. And yeah, we’re not complaining. Much. I still hate that one tiny UI button on the bottom right though.

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Eve in this game feels like that girl you sometimes see at the corner bar and think, “yeah, she’s hot, but there’s a whole car crash behind those eyes.” And then the game just hands you the steering wheel and says, here, go nuts. She’s early thirties, already did the teen mom thing, already did the drug spiral, already lost her kid to the system. When you start, she’s kinda patched together: shitty bartender gig, cheap apartment that probably smells like old smoke and spilled beer, and this cam profile on Shamecams where she shakes her ass for anonymous tips on a phone that’s always one drop away from dying. It’s not glam at all, and that’s what hooked me. First time the game tossed me into her late shift at the bar, some guy grabs her wrist and for a second I thought it would be just a cliché harassment scene, but then you get this choice like “Laugh it off” or “Snap at him” and it actually matters. I picked the bitchy option, of course, and it snowballed into something worse later, because of course it did. The game is petty like that, in a good way.

The wild part is how it mixes her cam life and her real life until you stop seeing the line. One moment she’s behind the bar rolling her eyes at drunk regulars, next moment she’s home half-undressed trying to look horny for a webcam while some username like “DadNeedsRelease42” spams lowball tips. There was this one cam session where you can decide to stay “softcore” or just say fuck it and go further. I tried to keep her “classy” at first, which is bullshit because she’s already spreading cheeks in a crap apartment, but whatever, I was roleplaying a responsible degenerado. Then later money gets tight and I went all in: toys, dirty talk, letting chat vote if she swallows or not. The game is at its best when it forces you to click the thing you know is bad. You get this tiny text about her shaking, about her remembering her kid, and you still choose the nasty option because the tips are higher and you want to unlock that next filthy scene. I hated myself and also clicked faster.

That late shift at the bar really flips the whole thing. Some sketchy guys show up, and you feel it, that “something is about to go very wrong” vibe. I messed around with the choices, tried being polite, tried being rude, tried flirting, and each run it pushed Eve a bit closer to the edge: a drink she should not take, a back-room talk that turns into a threat, a forced “favor” after hours when the boss conveniently disappears. There is nudity and rough stuff and the game does not pretend she enjoys all of it. Sometimes you can lean into the degradation, make her embrace it, let her moan even when she hates herself. Other times you can try to keep her clean, keep her sober, then five clicks later you say yes to that little baggy anyway because the scene description makes it feel so greasy that you want to see how low she can go. I loved how dirty it is and at the same time I kinda wish it pulled back a bit, then again no, I don’t, I’d be bored. One tiny thing that annoyed me: the way her kid’s visits are described, there’s this one line about a drawing he gives her that repeats too much, and every time it pops up my brain goes “oh this line again” and I lose the mood right when I’m supposed to feel something. But then the next event throws her half-naked in a stranger’s car, probably high, probably lying to herself that she’s still in control, and suddenly I’m right back, clicking through, wondering how much worse I can make it for her before I feel like a monster. Which never really happens.

This one feels like somebody mashed together a space opera, a horny monster-girl dating sim, and the kind of weird cosmic horror you read on your phone when you should sleep, then wrapped it in a mobile-friendly format so you can tap through corruption scenes on the train like a freak. You play this war-tired captain with a past, who pretends to be professional while basically the whole ship is thirsty and made of problems. You have your loyal dog, your new ship, and then the crew walks in and you see curves, tails, claws, extra eyes… and that one smile that says “I might eat you or fuck you, maybe both, you decide the order.” It’s not subtle. You are “chosen” by some elder thing out in the dark, and the game doesn’t waste too much time before it starts mixing that heavy destiny nonsense with very physical rewards. You run missions, poke around new worlds, make choices if you want to be the responsible grown-up captain or the kind of bastard who lets the shadows whisper in his ear while a slime girl wraps around his waist and slowly sinks down on his cock.

As a lingerie designer, my brain kept turning every sex scene into fabrics and cuts. There is this one monster girl with slick, scaled skin that catches the light like latex. The first time you get her alone, she acts all stoic soldier, then the dialogue goes sideways, and suddenly she is bent over a console, tail twitching, begging you to push deeper. I kept thinking “ok, I need a body stocking with scale pattern and a cutout just where he grabs her hips.” And the game lets you go hard. Vaginal, anal, messy creampies where you literally see her body react to being filled, her strange biology trying to keep all that cum inside and failing. It is not shy about the camera staying on the aftermath either, those slow, sticky drips while the text keeps teasing you about how much more she can take. Sometimes it even feels too much, like you are scrolling with one hand and trying not to drop your phone when another eldritch god pops up with tentacles and you are like “ok, can you let me finish with this girl before you threaten the universe again?” The tone jumps from “the fate of humanity” to “you just blew your load inside a demon priestess and now she wants round two” in two clicks, and weirdly it works. On one route I tried being all noble, no corruption, treating the crew like actual people, and still ended up with a horny plant-girl pinning me to the wall, her vines forcing my legs apart while she rides me raw and milks out this deep, thick creampie that the narration describes in way more detail than any star map. The writing is rough in places, some lines feel like someone typed too fast on their phone, but that just makes it nastier, more real, like a dirty sext thread that never got edited. And I love how the monster girls are not just reskinned humans; their bodies react in alien ways when you fuck them, muscles tightening around your shaft in patterns, weird warmths, the way some of them need you to fill them both holes to feel “complete” because of their species’ instincts. It all feels like I should be sketching a new bra cut on my iPad, but instead I just keep tapping “continue” to see which hole the captain ruins next.

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This is the first chapter of "The Insexibles" — an adult visual novel set in an alternate dimension inspired by the universe of superheroes you may recognize… but with a much spicier twist.
In the original story, many supers met their end before the main events even began.
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What makes this project special:
• Player choices that influence scenes
• A custom robot assembly mechanic used to fight supers
• Juicy animated scene at the end
• Story-driven progression with plans for multiple characters in future chapters