This thing looks like it was coded during a lunch break in 2004 and nobody bothered to update the fonts since. The male protagonist, some exchange student with a math book he never opens, shuffles around with all the grace of a broken shopping cart. But here's the thing. The "real model" tag isn't lying. There's actual video clips of a woman, a proper brunette MILF with an ass that makes you forget basic arithmetic, mixed into this janky sandbox. It's like finding a gold nugget in a bowl of cold oatmeal.

The exchange student premise is almost insultingly thin. You're supposed to be a math hunter. A what. The game forgets this goal in about five clicks when you're suddenly groping this woman through a screen door while she's gardening. The corruption path is so straightforward it wraps around to being confusing again. One dialogue choice about stationary supplies and suddenly you're in a full blown relationship involving vaginal sex that the game renders with all the emotional depth of a tax audit. Despite that, the voyeurism segments have a weirdly authentic feel. Hidden angles in the kitchen where she bends over. A teasing moment where the game lets you, the player, just watch her adjust her top while reading. It's the sort of sleazy attention that makes you question your choices but also makes you click to the next day. Then you get a black screen with a textbox saying "GOOD JOB" and wonder if the dev just gave up.

I downloaded this because someone on a forum said it was like a bargain bin Summertime Saga but with real footage. They weren't wrong about the bargain bin part. You trade the stepson for an exchange student with zero personality, and the mini-games for... well, nothing really. There's a "choice" system that feels like it was generated by a random number god who hates you. Pick A, get content. Pick B, get a pop-up saying try again. Sometimes I miss the simplicity of Flash games before the internet got sanitized. At least those let me see big tits without a tutorial. This one has a whole button dedicated to a math minigame that doesn't even work. Click it and nothing happens. I respect that level of commitment to the lack of polish. 6.9 on the sleaze scale for the swimming pool scene alone, but I'm still trying to figure out if the gallery unlock bug is a feature.

The first time you see Zuberi's fur pattern up close, under the dim glow of the Void Dreamer's nav console, you'll understand why this isn't some polished dating sim. The art has this rough, almost sketchy quality, like someone's private drawings they'd be embarrassed to show. And that's exactly what makes it work. You're Rael, broken and desperate, and the captain's offer feels like a lifeline wrapped in a question mark. The whole crew is running from something, and the game doesn't let you forget that for a second.

I spent way too long in the engine room with Kael, the lynx engineer who talks with his hands and has this way of making routine maintenance sound like foreplay. The dialogue trees aren't complicated, but they don't need to be. When he finally pinned me against a coolant pipe, the text descriptions got surprisingly explicit. Like, "describe the exact angle and pressure" explicit. The mystery plot about what's lurking in the dark between stars is genuinely interesting, but honestly I kept getting distracted by the crew quarters scenes. There's a threesome scenario that unlocks if you make certain choices during a crisis event, and the writing doesn't shy away from the mechanics of how different species... fit together. It's practical, almost clinical in places, then suddenly poetic about the sounds someone makes.

The LGBTQIA+ tag is earned. Your Rael can pursue anyone, and the game treats each pairing with the same attention to physical detail. The furry aspect might seem like just an aesthetic choice, but the alien biology actually matters during intimate scenes. Different textures, different responses. The game forgets to explain half its inventory system, and there's a minigame for scanning anomalies that feels like it was designed by someone who hates fun. But then you'll get a quiet moment in the observation deck, watching a nebula while a crewmate's tail curls around your ankle, and none of that matters. The sex is hot because the loneliness is real first.

Right, so the whole "everyone over 19 vanishes" thing. It's not just a plot point, it's basically a license for the game to go absolutely feral. One minute you're a guy in a school uniform, the next you're watching a girl with super strength casually bend a steel doorframe while her tits are practically staging a rebellion against her shirt. The 3DCG is deliberately rough around the edges, like someone rendered it on a laptop that was also trying to mine crypto, but somehow that makes the animated teasing scenes hit different. There's this one early groping encounter in a classroom that's so janky it loops almost hypnotically, her chest moving with this weird, physics-defying bounce that I couldn't look away from. It's not polished, it's not trying to be, and that's the whole vibe.

The dystopian school setting is just an excuse for a power fantasy where the male protagonist's main ability seems to be attracting girls with massive racks who are also capable of graphic violence. The romance is there, I guess, if your idea of romance is a superpowered girl threatening to cave your skull in one second and then blushing because you saw her bra strap the next. There's a scene in the gymnasium where a fight breaks out and the camera just... forgets about the action to focus on a character's chest heaving. Priorities. I wish the actual survival for supremacy stuff was a bit more, you know, present, but it mostly feels like background noise for the next teasing animation to trigger.

The whole thing feels like a fever dream I had after scrolling through a certain type of art site at 2 AM. The rules of this new world are explained in this deadpan text dump, and then immediately a girl is pushing you against a locker, and her uniform is straining in a way that defies both fabric science and the supposed grim tone. It's a mess. A horny, violent, unapologetic mess that knows exactly what it is. The groping mechanics are basically quick-time events with a happy ending, and the story takes itself just seriously enough to make the whole thing feel even more unhinged. Don't come looking for deep lore. Come for the specific moment a character's eyes glow red right before her top loses the fight against physics. Again.

You know that feeling when you’re scrolling through itch.io at some ungodly hour and stumble onto something that makes you forget your tea going cold? Over the Moon did that. Not because it’s some technical marvel, the 3DCG models have that slightly stiff Poser-era jank where fingers sometimes clip through hips during the spanking scenes. But there’s this one moment early on where Moon, your daughter who absolutely despises you, is wearing those VARG glasses and you’re supposed to be writing songs for her big TV debut on Madds Medusa. Instead you end up in this weird augmented reality space where the boundaries between memory transfer and android consciousness get all slippery. She’s teasing you through the interface, that bratty pop star persona she’s crafted, and you realize the game is letting you choose between being her father or... something else entirely.

The android stuff is where my brain short circuited. See, the game picks up after A Moment of Bliss, and apparently now you can shove human memories into synthetic bodies. There’s this group sex scenario involving an android that looks like Moon but isn’t, and the virgin tag applies in ways that made me put down my mouse and just stare at the ceiling for a bit. The exhibitionism creeps in through those VARG glasses, public teasing that nobody else can see, and the pregnancy content isn’t just tacked on, it’s woven into the sci fi premise about what it means to transfer consciousness. Or maybe I’m overthinking a game where you can creampie a robot duplicate of your daughter while the real one watches through a virtual feed. The oral and vaginal sex animations are serviceable, nothing groundbreaking, but the way the dialogue branches during those scenes, Moon’s hatred slowly curdling into something more complicated, that’s the hook.

I keep coming back to the spanking punishment mechanic, which sounds straightforward until you realize the android can feel everything and the line between discipline and foreplay dissolves completely. The male protagonist is a blank slate mostly, but his history with Moon’s mother, the whole music career subplot, it gives just enough context to make the taboo hit harder. The future setting feels lived in, not just window dressing for the porn. Though I wish the teasing sequences were longer, they end right when the tension peaks and then you’re just clicking through dialogue trees about chord progressions.

Dare to play it alone, or invite company?

You know what really gets me about Paula Honeybottom’s whole situation? The wardrobe. Or lack of one, depending on your choices. I spent way too long fixated on whether this former soap star turned acting teacher should embrace the frumpy cardigan life or squeeze back into those scandalous little dresses from her TV days. The game lets you literally reshape her body through lifestyle choices, which is wild. Make her a depressed couch potato and she gets this soft, heavy, impossibly curvy MILF thing going on, tits practically testing the tensile strength of her old house robes. Push her toward being a “42-year-old teenager” and she’s all tight yoga pants and perky energy, bouncing around the house like she’s trying to outrun the divorce papers. I kept flipping back and forth, obsessed with how her ass looked in different states of decay or rejuvenation. It’s a very specific kind of character customization, and I’m not complaining.

The two young people living with her, a boy and a girl, you get to define their relationship. Are they her kids? Just some strays she picked up? The incest toggle is right there in your face from the jump, no subtlety. The girl, depending on how you’ve corrupted her, might start off with these innocent little glances while Paula’s changing, and then later you’ve got full on lesbian scenes where she’s burying her face in that massive, pillowy chest. The boy’s path is all about the slow tease, catching Paula in the shower through a crack in the door, the voyeurism angle played so straight it almost feels nostalgic. There’s this one scene where Paula, if you’ve let her really slide into self-loathing, just lies in bed, listlessly touching herself while thinking about her ex-husband Dick, what a fucking name, and the animation is so deliberately clunky it loops into being hypnotic. The 3DCG isn’t winning awards. It’s stiff, the lighting is flat, sometimes a hand clips through a thigh and you just have to live with it.

But the multiple endings are where the real costume judging comes in. A confident, fit Paula in a power suit, finally over that asshole, versus a completely broken, hypersexualized version of her in cheap lingerie, getting railed by the boy she was supposed to be mentoring. The corruption arc is less a slippery slope and more a greased-up water slide. There’s a secret ending, I won’t spoil it, but it involves the GILF neighbor who’s been giving Paula side-eye the whole game, and let me tell you, the saggy tit physics in that scene are a choice. A bold one. I respect it. The romance options feel genuine in a trashy paperback way, but the cheating and teasing mechanics are where the writing actually gets sharp, little moments of dialogue that cut deeper than the cheesy soap opera premise deserves.

The whole thing runs in a browser tab and feels like someone coded it during a smoke break, which honestly fits. You got this little witch girl and she just wants to fatten up some other chick with magic and snacks. No big plot, no voice acting, just click and watch the belly grow. The weight gain tag is doing heavy lifting here, pun intended. Every time you feed her or zap her with a spell, the stomach pushes out a bit more. It's janky but in a way that makes you laugh. The inflation stuff gets weird fast, like she swells up like a balloon but still keeps that soft fat look. I dunno how they pulled that off with what looks like MS Paint assets.

One thing that bugs me, and I'll never get over it, is the sound. There is none. Not even a burp or a squish. You'd think with all this expansion and belly focus they'd add some wet sloshy noise. But no. Silent as a church. I kept my own mouth sounds going just to fill the void, which my neighbor probably heard through the wall. Whatever.

The erotic side is there if you squint. No actual sex scenes, just the transformation and the growing. The bbw tag is earned by the end, she gets properly huge. I wish there was a way to make her keep eating after the magic meter runs out, but the game just stops you. That's the whole loop though. Feed, spell, watch her bloat, repeat. It's dumb and I finished it twice. The fat jiggle animation is surprisingly decent for something this unpolished. Don't expect a real game, expect a weird little fetish toy that does one thing and does it okay.

So the thing about From the Top that nobody mentions is how it completely fumbles its own mystery. You show up at this film studio because your bestie works there, right? Summer job, sun, maybe some poolside flirting. But then there's a dramatic event, the description says. Some dark secret. And suddenly you're supposed to be investigating suspects among these A-list celebrities and directors.

Except I spent three full routes barely remembering there was a crime at all.

What actually happens is you meet this producer guy, Marco, who has that perfectly trimmed beard that just screams daddy issues bait, and the game becomes a pretty standard dating sim. The corruption tag is doing some heavy lifting here because the "investigation" mostly means letting these powerful industry men slowly peel away your morals. One scene has you in a trailer during a shoot, and a famous actor literally locks the door behind you, and your inner monologue is like "this could be the suspect" but then his hand is on your thigh and suddenly we're not talking about evidence anymore.

The coming out storyline hits different though. There's this moment with your childhood friend where you're both standing by the craft services table, and she just asks. No drama, no swelling music. Just two people and some stale donuts. That felt real. Unlike the red carpet sex scene later which was hot but also, like, where did the plot go?

Multiple endings mean you can replay to see who's actually the villain, I guess. I got the romance ending with the director first try and honestly forgot to care about whodunit. The 2D art is clean, expressions are good, especially during the more explicit bits where faces actually show emotion instead of just looking like mannequins with dicks.

The game wants to be this glamorous noir thing about show business darkness but really it's a horny visual novel where you can blow a sound engineer in a recording booth and then never mention it again. Which, fine. That's what I'm here for. Just maybe don't pretend it's something deeper.

The footjob scene. Fuck me, the footjob scene. I spent 47 minutes trying to trigger it with perfect timing, reloading saves like a degenerate. You're kneeling on cold stone, right? The mistress, Lady Vex, doesn't even look at you. She's reading some decree about grain taxes or whatever, and her bare foot just... drifts over. The toes, painted this deep crimson that's almost black in the candlelight, they curl around you through the roughspun trousers. The sound design here is minimal, just wet, soft noises and her bored sigh. She uses you like a footrest that accidentally became a toy, grinding her arch with this lazy, practiced rhythm until you're a mess. No eye contact, no words. Just her foot and your complete, pathetic surrender. It's the most humiliating thing I've ever failed to skip.

This game is a mess of contradictions. It's a 3DCG slideshow that looks like it was rendered on a potato from 2015, but the janky animations somehow make the domination feel more real. The textures on the slave rags are so low-res I can count the pixels, yet Lady Vex's leather corset gleams with this wet, high-definition sheen that makes no sense. I wish the dialogue trees weren't so linear. You pick "Grovel" or "Endure Silently" and it barely changes the next three lines. The BDSM mechanics are basically a hidden stat check you can't see, which is infuriating. I'm a completionist, I need to see the numbers. The oral sex training minigame is a rhythm thing that doesn't match the beat of the background music, a looping harpsichord track that drills into your skull. I muted it after ten minutes and played my own playlist. The slave management part is just clicking on dudes to send them to the mines, which gets old fast, but the core loop of being summoned to the mistress's chambers kept me hooked. The humiliation is specific and cruel. She makes you thank her for a beating. The writing is surprisingly sharp when it's not just linking sex scenes. The whole "female army controls the offspring" plot is dark as hell and they don't shy away from it, but the world map is just a static image. I wanted to see more of this upside-down 18th century, but you're stuck in the estate. The loading screens between rooms are just a black screen with a tiny spinning hourglass icon that looks like a butthole. Can't unsee it. Still got 100% unlocks though.

Beth is naked. Like, completely. And locked out of her hotel room. That's the whole setup. No big monster fight, no world to save. Just tits out in a hallway with the ice machine humming judgmentally two doors down. The game asks you to guide her through this mess, a choose your own adventure thing with 3D renders that have this specific, unpolished charm. You know the look. Like someone learned Daz3D last month and just went for it. The skin textures are a bit waxy, the lighting is sometimes... a choice. But honestly? That jank adds something. It feels like a weird, horny fever dream you'd find on a forgotten corner of Newgrounds.

The choices are where it gets fun. Do you try to sneak down the stairwell, hoping nobody's doing laundry? Do you knock on a stranger's door and try to explain, with your hands covering your snatch, that you need a towel? The game has this public exhibitionism thrill that isn't about a crowd cheering. It's about the quiet panic of a single person maybe turning the corner. There's voice acting too, which surprised me. Beth sounds appropriately mortified, which sells the whole stupid scenario. The sex scenes, when you find them, are pretty straightforward vaginal and oral stuff. The male protagonist shows up in some paths, a convenient savior with a conveniently hard dick. It's not romantic. It's transactional and a little sleazy, which fits the vibe of being butt naked in a Holiday Inn corridor at... wait, I'm not allowed to say what time.

Then, completely out of nowhere, there's Miku's Strip Trivia Night. I'm not joking. It's just... there. A separate mode. Hatsune Miku asks you trivia questions and takes her clothes off if you get them right. The questions are weirdly specific. I failed one about a Vocaloid song release date and she looked so disappointed. My boner was confused. Why is this here? Who asked for this? I respect the absolute chaos of including it. The whole package is a short, messy, horny little thing that knows exactly what it is. A naked woman, a bad situation, and a trivia mini game that makes zero sense. Perfect.