Which sex style turns you on the most? Is it doggy style that makes your pulse race? If you’re not sure yet, it’s time to find out for real.

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This game isn’t just about choices, it’s about mastering the rodeo of desire. Every position tells a story, but doggy style has the edge that leaves hearts pounding.

Gender doesn’t limit the wildness here – everyone gets to explore what makes them come alive. Learning what really moves you means shedding doubts and embracing raw feeling.

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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.

Fate in this game feels messy and horny at the same time, like the universe got drunk on Tinder and astrology memes. You play this guy who honestly looks like the quiet dude you see in a café scrolling Reddit, but inside he’s this walking pressure cooker of need and soft feelings. He’s not some hentai superhero with a magic dick, he’s just… there, in his room, phone glowing, music in the background, thinking way too much and jerking off to fantasies that feel almost real. The kinetic style makes it feel like you’re being dragged along on rails, but in a good way, like destiny already wrote the script and you’re just watching your own sex life from outside your body. Sometimes I wanted choices, then ten seconds later I was glad I had none, because it let the tension keep climbing without me messing it up.

The romance here isn’t that fake porn “hey step bro” stuff, it’s this slow, awkward orbit between people who clearly want each other but are too scared to say it out loud. There’s a girl who acts confident in public, smiling wide, laughing too loud, and then the second she’s kind of alone with you and the clothes start to matter, you see every little insecurity crack open. Her nipples are hard but her eyes are nervous, that kind of thing. When she starts showing too much skin in risky places, that exhibition thrill hits different, like she’s trying to prove something to herself more than to you. At one point she’s pressed against a window, light from outside on her ass while her hand is down your pants, stroking you slow, whispering nonsense about how “no one can see us” when it’s obviously a lie. The game really milks that heavy silence where nobody talks, just breathing, handjobs, and the tiny sounds of skin on skin. It made me weirdly emotional for no reason, then in the next scene I was just horny again and forgot all that.

What surprised me most is how the lesbian stuff doesn’t feel like some extra category added just to tick a box. It sneaks in soft, like two girls sharing a bed on a trip, touching “by accident,” then it turns into lips on lips, tongue sliding in, and this raw need that’s almost jealous of the male lead, but also not really. Watching her kiss another girl while she’s still thinking about you? That hits like fate being a little bitch. There’s a moment where she’s on her knees, mouth full of cock, hands stroking the shaft, spit stringing down, and you can still see in her eyes that she’s picturing someone else’s fingers on her, like she’s split between paths. Oral scenes are detailed without turning into weird anatomy textbook stuff. Same with the actual penetration: when she finally lets you slide inside her, it’s not just “thrust thrust moan,” it’s that first slow push, her grabbing your wrist, nails digging in, half scared of how much she wants it. I liked the pacing, then sometimes I hated it, because it made me wait too long for the next explicit bit and I’m not a patient person at all. Also there’s this one sound effect that feels slightly off, like a cheap porn loop, and it pulled me out every time, but I guess it’s part of the charm of a prequel. The game feels like catching a glimpse of your future sex life in a dream: not perfect, not polished, a bit embarrassing, but you wake up still thinking about those bodies, those almost-confessions, and you kind of wish destiny would hurry the fuck up already.

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.

You come back to your hometown like some half-broken stray dog, pretending it’s a “fresh start” when actually it feels more like the universe dragging you back by the collar. New school, familiar streets, same old dirty brain. The game leans hard into that mix of normal teenage school life and quiet filth humming under everything. Classrooms, corridors, rooftops, locker rooms, all these places that look innocent if you squint and then you notice how the girls bend over the desks, how their skirts ride up just a bit too high, how you can “accidentally” brush against them in a crowd and they react in that way that makes you doubt if it was really an accident at all. Or maybe you know it wasn’t.

The art is actually weirdly charming. Not perfect, some faces look a bit off, some poses feel like the artist’s hand got tired halfway, but that gives it personality. The big tits are not just big; they have weight and attitude. A mature teacher leaning over you, her blouse straining, a soft bounce when she straightens, the faint line of sweat between them after standing in front of the board too long. She acts strict, but the way her eyes linger on you is not teacher-like at all. I really like how the game plays with that tension: she’s supposed to scold you for being distracted, but she is the distraction. Or maybe I just have issues, which is also possible. One moment you’re listening to some boring school drama, next moment you’re pressing a milf against the wall in an empty office and groping her ass like you own the place. The fantasy side of it slips in slowly: the “power” you get doesn’t just let you throw fireballs or something stupid, it lets you twist situations, nudge emotions, tilt the balance so that a simple look becomes an order and a shy girl suddenly stops resisting your wandering hands. That little spark where consent blurs into obedience is the whole erotic engine here, and the game knows it very well.

What kept me there longer than I want to admit was the voyeur thing. You’re in this school that pretends to be safe, and you find yourself peeking through doors, catching girls changing, noticing how they touch themselves when they think no one can see. There is a scene in the bathrooms where the sound design does more work than the visuals: you hear soft moans through a thin wall and you decide if you burst in, watch quietly, or use your little supernatural edge to push things further. I actually spent too long watching one side character who almost never speaks, just because of the way she sits by the window in class, her skirt sliding up, thigh exposed, lost in her own horny little world, now and then glancing at you like she knows you can read her thoughts. Funny thing, the romance bits sometimes feel more intimate than the outright porn. Walking home with a girl after school, your hand brushing hers over and over, her cheeks red, and then when you finally grab her wrist and pull her into a dark alley, all that slow sweetness flips into rough kissing, your fingers digging under her bra, her breath catching as you push her back against the cold brick. It’s romantic and trashy at the same time. Some routes feel like a harem slowly forming around you, every woman orbiting your power and your dick, but there are also these little quiet moments that almost make you forget you’re playing a power fantasy. Almost. Then you’re using your superhuman influence to make the proud class rep drop to her knees in a locked classroom, tears in her eyes, lipstick smeared, and all that “fresh start” bullshit proves itself to be exactly what it always was: an excuse to fuck your way through your past. Honestly, the save menu design irritates me more than any moral issue, but that’s another story.

Guy is basically the type who thinks with his dick first and his heart second, and the game never really pretends otherwise. You follow this one male lead who keeps telling himself he’s doing everything “for love”, but half of what he does looks more like “for the chance to stare at her tits a little longer”. Which, to be fair, the game rewards constantly. The camera is obsessed with curves. Not just big boobs, but that slow pan along the side of a breast when she’s leaning over the sink, or the way her ass jiggles a bit when she’s pretending she doesn’t notice you staring through the half open door. Sometimes it feels like the dev is less interested in plot and more in catching that one perfect angle of her bending to pick something up. And honestly? It kind of works. Not always. But mostly. It calls itself a kinetic thing, and it really means it. No real choices, you just ride through his story while he slips deeper into this harem mess. One moment he’s shy about jerking off to the girl in the shower through a fogged glass partition, next moment he’s balls deep in her, swearing he’ll “take responsibility” while her legs lock around his waist. Emotional growth, apparently.

Story keeps pretending it’s about sacrifice and loyalty and doing “anything for love”, but then five minutes later he’s got his cock in another girl’s mouth and you realize, ok, this is actually about how far you can stretch the word love until it just means “I wanna fuck all of you and somehow keep you all happy”. The voyeur stuff is all over. There’s this repeated bit where he walks past a bedroom and lingers way too long in the doorframe, watching her touch herself, fingers sliding between her thighs while she quietly whimpers his name, even though she thinks he can’t hear it. That scene loops in your head after. Not because it’s complex writing or something, but because the sound of her wet fingers, that little slick rhythm, is timed too perfectly with the way her hips lift. Later on, when he finally goes down on her, you recognize the same angle from the earlier spying scene, only now his tongue is in the shot instead of her hand. Little visual echo like in manga when a panel composition repeats on purpose. Sometimes the faces look a bit stiff at weird angles, especially side profiles during oral, like their cheeks forget how muscles work. It bothered me for two seconds and then she swallowed his load, opened her mouth to show the leftovers, and my brain stopped complaining.

Sex acts ramp, but not in a straight line. One girl gets teased forever. Long sequences of him grazing her nipple over her shirt, pulling his hand away right before she begs, then casually pressing his hard-on against her ass in the kitchen while pretending he just needs to squeeze past. Another girl basically goes from flirty hugs to creampie in the same evening, on a couch that looks way too small for the giant tits she’s carrying. Penetration shots like to linger. You see the head push in, her walls stretching, her toes curling. There’s this one vaginal scene where her legs are over his shoulders and the camera sits almost behind her, so you mainly see the curve of her ass and his cock thrusting in from below. It’s oddly intimate and kind of clinical at the same time, like an anatomy study made by a horny med student. And because everything is on rails, you can’t “fail” anything, you just watch as more girls get pulled into his orbit, each with their own way of moaning his name when he finally fills them. The harem aspect is less about drama and more about “how many different pairs of big tits can we line up around this one idiot’s life,” which is strangely honest. Not elegant, not trying to be art. Just a straight shot of voyeur fantasy where you never really have to be a good person, only good at making them come.

City like this doesn’t forgive, it just forgets your name. You drop back in after juvie with that cheap freedom taste in your mouth and nobody waiting at the gate. Streets are the same, but every corner feels wrong, like somebody moved the furniture in your memories. You’ve got flashes of that night that wrecked everything, just bits: red lights, her voice, the smell of rain and blood. The game loves to tease you with those half-scenes. One moment you’re flirting with a stacked bartender who leans over the counter on purpose, tits heavy in that too-tight top, lips shiny when she licks the foam off her finger. Next moment the sound cuts, the screen twitches, and you’re back in some dark hallway trying to remember which door you left your sanity behind. It’s horny, yeah, but it’s horny with problems.

What I liked is how the sex doesn’t feel like some reward screen popped out of nowhere. You talk, you mess up, you pick choices, you piss people off. Then later you’re in the backroom with a girl who pretends she only wants information, but her hand has been on your thigh for three dialogue boxes already. She has this big ass that fills the frame when she climbs on top of you, laughing low, calling you trouble while she grinds on your lap through her panties. When she finally goes down on you, the camera doesn’t hurry. You see her spit, you see her throat work, she looks up at you with that mix of “I need you” and “I might kill you after this.” It’s hot, but also you’re like… wait, did she just mention the same guy the cop girl was talking about in the morgue? The sex scenes keep dropping little hints like that, in between moans and tongue. There’s even a lesbian scene where two women you thought hated each other end up making out on a hotel bed, one with heavy, soft tits slipping out of her shirt while the other pins her wrists and bites her neck, and in the middle of that they casually mention a body that was “never found.” I had to pause and rewind because I was too busy staring at the way her fingers disappeared between those thighs.

It pretends to be about one guy at first, this fucked-up ex-juvie dude, but gradually the story starts handing you the wheel for other people too. A girl with trauma in her eyes and a knife in her boot, a sarcastic cop who flirts like she’s writing you a ticket, that kind of thing. One moment you’re the guy getting his cock sucked in a car, windows fogged, her lipstick ruined, and you’re holding her hair while she gags around the tip. Later you might be in her head, realizing she only did that because she needed you soft when she asked about the warehouse. The horror side creeps up slow: lights flicker in places they shouldn’t, outlines in the background that don’t move like people, little audio glitches while you’re mid-kiss with someone. You’ll be in this sweet romantic moment, hand on a girl’s cheek, both of you finally dropping your walls, and behind her shoulder something shifts that you can’t click on. I hated how often the game pulls control right when I want to keep touching, but at the same time the tension is what makes the orgasms hit harder, both in the story and, yeah, outside the screen. It’s not a fast fap thing; it’s more like Pornhub meets a fucked-up detective novel you found by accident. Some scenes linger too long on conversations when you just want to see that huge chest bounce on top of you again, and the humor swings from clever to “ok why did you say that during a blowjob.” But then you get a moment where a usually cold woman cracks a stupid joke right before she pushes you onto the bed, straddles your face, and tells you to “solve this mystery with your tongue.” The whole game feels like that: horny, broken, tender, mean, romantic, and then the lights go out and something whispers your name from the wrong side of the door.

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