Snake Siemen is such a dumb name that it kinda works, which is the whole vibe of this game anyway. You’re basically Talon’s horny intern, except Doomfist actually trusts you with something ridiculous: break D.Va. Not just capture, not just fuck, but twist her from cutesy idol pilot into Talon’s personal cock-hungry asset. The story pretends to be serious sci-fi for like two minutes, then you’re already in a room with D.Va strapped down, squirming, still talking shit and trying to act brave while you decide if you’re going to go soft psychological route or straight-up “you’re mine now” brainwashing. I liked that her voice has that annoyed, bratty pitch, like a streamer forced to shill some crappy mobile game, but under it you can hear a little shake when Snake starts touching her without asking. The moans shift from “ugh, don’t touch me” to “f-fuck, don’t stop” pretty slowly and it’s actually hot as hell watching (and hearing) her get rewired day by day. Sometimes she sounds too clean, though, like the mic is high quality but the emotion is not always there. Still, when she gasps your name during a forced blowjob scene and there’s this wet choked sound as you push deeper, I had to pause the game and just breathe for a second.

What made me stick around is how mean you’re allowed to be without the game flinching. You can keep her in that tight Talon bodysuit just so your hands have more material to grab while you grope her tits and ass, fingers digging in while you whisper trash into her ear, and then flip straight into a mind control trigger where her eyes glaze over and her voice goes flat, like she’s reading a sponsor script. “Talon-sama, please use my throat.” It sounds so silly written out but in context, with that slightly fake idol voice trying to act obedient, it hits hard. The Widowmaker and Sombra stuff sneaks up later, which is funny, because the first time Sombra shows up she basically hijacks your fun and you have this three-way power struggle: you, her, and D.Va’s brain. There’s a scene where Sombra is pressing D.Va’s head down on your cock, talking in that smug voice, while you feel D.Va’s tongue hesitate, then slowly give in. The audio there is great, lots of sloppy sounds, little gagging, that muffled whine when you grab her hair and drive her all the way to the base. I wish Widowmaker had more interesting lines instead of just cool assassin porn talk, but whatever, her cold tone when she calls D.Va “Talon’s little toy” had me rewinding on VLC like three times.

The domination vibe is very clearly from the male side, no confusion here. You’re not some nice guy, you’re basically HR’s worst nightmare with a budget and a private cell. There’s corruption, there’s conditioning, you press her against cold walls, you make her kneel, you reward her with your cum like it’s a promotion. At one point you use a command phrase and she drops mid-sentence, falls to her knees and starts unzipping your pants like it’s the most natural thing in the world, mumbling that she “needs to serve Talon properly” while her lips wrap around you. That line reading is a bit stiff, but the way her breathing speeds up when you grab her head and hold her there is the good stuff. It’s not subtle. It’s not sweet. It feels like some cursed mobile porn game ad that actually followed through on the fantasy it teased, instead of bait and switch. And yeah, it’s totally wrong, and that’s exactly why it sticks in your head long after you close the browser and pretend to check Outlook.

A horny Martian crashing on Earth to flirt with half the Overwatch roster should not work this well, but it kind of does, in a trashy cocktail way. You play this very unapologetic male traveler who drops into a sci‑fi parody world that looks like someone’s Overwatch folder and Pornhub search history had a child, and that child learned sarcasm from Twitter. The tone is playful and stupid in a good way: the writing knows exactly what it is, a dating sim where you romance heroes you’ve already masturbated to, just now with more jokes and actual routes. One scene with D.Va had me pause my Spotify because I wanted to hear the little voice lines and teasing properly. She talks to you like a cocky streamer who knows she has you on a leash, then flips into surprisingly soft mode after you pick the right dialogue. It feels less like “here is sex scene number 1” and more like you bullied your way through her chat and somehow ended up in her bed. Completely unrealistic, but who cares.

What I liked most is how the game treats the girls as characters before it turns them into porn poses, even if the porn is absolutely the point. Mercy does this fake professional thing at first, like she is about to scold you for existing, and then just melts when you push the romance options hard enough. There is one moment where she is explaining something very medical and important, and the camera is slowly sliding lower, like your brain does when someone with big tits starts talking about “vital signs”. Pharah is the opposite energy, more stoic but also low key the biggest perv once you hit the right trigger, and the scene with her using a toy on you while keeping that soldier attitude was honestly my favorite, because it’s both funny and hot. Mei’s route feels a bit lighter and more comedic, with a lot of humor around her body and that big ass, like the artist really, really loves drawing her thighs almost more than the actual sex. Almost. The 2D art is messy in places, but in a good way, like horny sketchbook energy; some angles are awkward, then you get one frame of Ana giving a handjob with this tired MILF gaze and it looks like a painting you’d hide in a secret folder on your Google Drive. The mobile version feels natural too, tapping through choices one‑handed while the other hand is busy, and the pacing of oral to vaginal to toy play actually respects that rhythm. I wish one UI button was placed a bit higher, it keeps making me misclick during a climax scene with Juno, and it annoys the hell out of me every single time, but then I get distracted because Iggy shows up with this smug grin and the game throws another joke in your face. It’s dirty, kind of stupid, sometimes romantic in a clumsy way, and it looks like it was made by someone who really loves these characters, not just their boobs, even if the boobs are absolutely the main camera target.

This sequel really went all-out with the pregnancy mechanics, and honestly? It's kind of overwhelming in the best possible way. You've got Android 18 getting absolutely railed while Chun Li's watching from the corner, and somehow the game manages to make all these crossover scenarios feel natural instead of just thrown together for horny reasons. Well, mostly natural.

The impregnation content hits different when you're dealing with characters like Saber and Ishtar - there's something weirdly intimate about seeing these powerful figures vulnerable and needy. Momo Yaoyorozu's scenes are particularly intense, especially when she's using her quirk during sex, creating toys and restraints mid-fuck. The developers clearly understood that fans wanted more than just basic vanilla content, because the female domination routes with characters like Midnight and Wu Zetian get genuinely kinky. Pharah's armor stays on during most of her scenes which is both frustrating and incredibly hot somehow.

What really surprised me was how much effort went into the romance progression - you're not just collecting waifus like Pokemon cards, you're actually building relationships that feel meaningful before the hardcore fucking starts. Lusamine's storyline genuinely made me emotional before she was riding my cock and begging for a baby. The pregnancy belly physics are surprisingly well-done too, watching characters like Nami and Caulifla grow bigger as the story progresses adds this layer of consequence that most porn games completely ignore. Some of the orc content from the WoW characters feels a bit out of place compared to the anime aesthetic, but Jaina's scenes make up for any tonal inconsistency. The sound design during the creampie scenes is *chef's kiss* - you can actually hear the wet sounds of cum filling these girls up. Twisted Wonderland fans might feel a bit left out since Malleus only gets like two scenes, but the Dragon Ball content more than compensates with how absolutely feral Vados gets when she's in heat.

Honestly, this one caught me off guard. You’d think after a dozen Naruto parody trainers they’d all blur together into the same soup of recycled sprites and lazy dialogue - but nah, this one’s got that weird, half-dreamlike pacing that makes you question if you actually clicked the right window. The story keeps slipping between “you’re some lost shinobi perv” and “you’re basically a hypnotist with boundary issues,” and somehow it works. Not cleanly, not smoothly, but like a drunk confession that goes on too long. I liked that about it. It doesn’t pretend to be noble; it just wallows in its own filth and smirks at you for following along.

The girls - hell, where do I start - Hinata’s the obvious comfort zone, soft voice and all that, but the dev went nuts with Tsunade’s scenes. Big doesn’t even cover it. There’s something almost mean about how her moments are written, like the game’s daring you to feel bad and failing miserably. Then there’s Konan, who gets criminally little attention, which pisses me off because she’s drawn better than half the cast. They all have these small quirks that make them feel more alive than they should - Sarada’s fake confidence, Temari’s sharp tongue that turns into begging way too fast. It’s messy, uneven, sometimes straight-up broken, but that’s part of the charm. When the hypnosis mechanic actually hits, it’s filthy in that old-school flash-game way - cheap, raw, no pretense.

I’ll admit, I got bored halfway through one route and just started clicking random choices, and somehow ended up in a scene with Mei Terumi that honestly shouldn’t have been as hot as it was. Maybe it’s the writing, maybe the timing, maybe I’m just easy. Either way, it stuck with me longer than I care to admit. There’s a roughness here that feels intentional, like the dev knew perfection would kill the mood. And yeah, some lines read like they were translated by a hungover intern, but whatever - it fits. It’s sleazy, shameless, and kind of brilliant in its own dumb way.

First thing, this game feels like someone mashed together Pornhub search history and a political sim in Nutaku on a cracked tablet, and somehow it works way better than it should. You’re not the president, you’re the creep in the shadows tugging the strings while this poor bastard in the White House is basically your remote-controlled sex dispenser. One moment you’re forcing him to sign some “anti-drug” bill so your company can sell even stronger shit under the table, next moment you’re sending him to a “private negotiation” where he has to suck up to a foreign leader’s “secretary” who looks suspiciously like Tifa Lockhart with a bigger ass and that lazy ahegao smirk. There’s this scene where you blackmail him using a video where he gets milked by a domme that looks like a mix of Lady Dimitrescu and Lara Croft, towering over him in heels, slapping his face while he whimpers, and the game is like “approval rating down 5%” and I actually laughed because yeah, sounds American enough.

Touch controls on phone are super scuffed but in a hot way. You’re dragging dialogue options like “humiliate the president publicly” or “sell your own daughter to a lobbyist for influence” and it’s messed up, but the UI is light enough you can play with one hand on Chrome while pretending you’re checking Telegram. The scenes themselves use those 3dcg models with a lot of jiggle and shiny skin, and the camera really likes big tits and big asses. Sometimes you’re in an office corruption scene with some cyberpunk style escort that’s obviously a D.Va cosplay girl turned prostitute, sometimes it jumps hard into bestiality or tentacle stuff with no warning, like you’re in a normal blackmail route and suddenly the “experimental biotech partner” is tentacles teaching the president what “real diplomacy” is. My brain went wait, what, but my other brain already accepted it. There’s a really nasty incest subplot too, where you can push your “family protection” angle into full-on corruption, trading your own sister’s ass to a senator for votes, with a voiced line where she sobs and still moans a bit, and that hit a particular degeneracy button that Harem Hotel style games love. One thing that annoyed me: the game keeps teasing Judy Hopps and Cyberpunk 2077 style chrome hookers in ads inside the world, but doesn’t let you actually click into all of them yet, just little exhibitionism events where the president is forced to watch while you test new toys on some slave girl. Also they said no soundtrack, and yeah, it’s dead quiet, only voice and sex sounds, which weirdly makes the humiliation scenes feel more raw, like some leaked OnlyFans set, but my phone speaker clicking with every tap is still more immersion than I asked for.

You start as this kinda average guy who says yes to a sketchy science experiment he really should have read the terms of service on, and next moment you wake up in a future where Overwatch is not just a game but your whole messy, horny new life. It feels like someone mashed a dating sim with a point & click comedy, then sprinkled a bunch of porn hub searches over it and said “yeah, that’s the story now”. You go around talking to these twisted versions of the heroes you know, poking at stuff on the screen, trying not to miss any dialog option that might lead to pussy, a blowjob or at least some shameless groping. One minute Ana is lecturing you like an annoyed MILF who already knows you are checking out her tits, next minute you are in some lab with Dr. Arrhenius, listening to fake science that is clearly just an excuse to get your dick into trouble. The humor hits this weird sweet spot where it’s half shitpost, half horny fanfic, and yet it works. Sometimes it is actually funnier than it needs to be for a porn game, which annoyed me a bit because I caught myself reading instead of skipping straight to the sex scenes.

The heroines are all reimagined versions of Overwatch girls and a few surprises, but not in that boring “perfect goddess” way. D.Va feels like that Twitch streamer who would absolutely farm subs by “accidentally” flashing cleavage, Tracer is all manic energy and flirty lines, Kiriko is way too smug about how much control she has of the situation, and Mercy somehow manages to be a horny angel with big tits and a therapist at the same time. There is interracial stuff baked in very naturally, not in that cringe checkbox style. You flirt, pick dialog, wander around rooms, and gradually unlock more perverted scenes, from teasing touches to full on vaginal sex and sloppy, noisy oral that doesn’t pretend to be romantic. When it goes into harem territory it just leans into the fantasy completely, like the game knows exactly what kind of brainrot you came here for. And then suddenly a scene will play it kinda tender, like a real romance moment, which is confusing in a good way. The AI-style CG art has that slightly uncanny vibe sometimes, but it actually fits the whole “futuristic lab, weird experiment” setting so I didn’t mind. I only got annoyed once when I misclicked in this one point & click segment and had to redo a whole conversation because the game really wants you to talk your way into pussy the proper way. Felt like being punished by a horny visual novel. Still, when you are watching Mei press her soft body against the screen while some dirty joke lands perfectly, you forget about that. The game just keeps tossing horny situations at you, from groping in totally inappropriate places to full-on hardcore scenes, and somehow it still feels like an adventure, not just a gallery. I opened it thinking “ok, quick fap app” and then I’m arguing with myself whether I want to charm Pharah or piss off Brigitte first, like an idiot who takes porn choices way too seriously.

I swear this game messed with my head more than any so-called “psychological” visual novel ever did. You wake up rich, spoiled, surrounded by girls who look like they stepped straight out of some fever-dream crossover - like, imagine Asuka Langley arguing with Hinata about who gets to sit closer to you at breakfast, and then Merlin just casually walks in wearing nothing but a towel that doesn’t even try to do its job. It’s ridiculous, yet there’s something weirdly believable about it. Maybe because the dream logic fits too well: everything looks perfect, but your brain keeps whispering that something’s off. I liked that uneasy feeling until it got buried under all the moaning and skin. Then again, maybe that’s the point - when reality breaks, people reach for pleasure first. Or I’m overthinking pixels again.

There’s this scene - I won’t spoil too much - but you’re supposed to choose between helping Yor Forger study or letting Jinx drag you to her room. I picked Yor, thinking it’d be wholesome. Yeah, right. Five clicks later she’s on the desk, glasses half-off, saying things no spy should ever say. The animation isn’t flawless; sometimes her eyes lag behind her face, which made me laugh when I shouldn’t have. But that glitchy charm stuck with me longer than any of the polished stuff. And the sound design? Way too real. My cheap headphones couldn’t handle Tsunade’s voice purring through them. Still, I kept replaying the same moment like an idiot chasing déjà vu.

Funny thing: I started playing for the sexy chaos, but ended up stuck thinking about that blank-memory setup. Like maybe the main guy deserves the confusion. Maybe we all do. It’s a horny game pretending to be philosophical - or a philosophical game pretending to be horny. Doesn’t matter. When Nami whispers something about “remembering the wrong things,” I actually paused. Then I unpaused, because, well… she was already moving.

Can’t lie, I clicked expecting another copy-paste anime mashup with the usual stiff models and dead-eyed moans, but this one hits different. There’s a sadness under all that skin, like someone coded their fantasies too carefully, you know? I found myself staring at Raven’s face - Batman’s Raven - and thinking, “she shouldn’t be looking at me like that,” while still dragging her into position anyway. Unreal how fast guilt turns into hunger when the animation breathes just right. And maybe it’s because of the Illusion engine doing its sneaky physics thing, or maybe because the transitions are almost clumsy, like real people fumbling with clothes and patience. It’s messy, which makes it hot.

The scenes jump from universes without pretending to make sense. One second I’m in some broken-down Capsule Corp lab, Bulma smirking like she *planned* to get caught; next, Yoruichi’s toes press against my chest, laughing, telling me to look up. I did. Of course I did. The voyeur mode feels wrong in the best possible way - it doesn’t even give you fake morality options, just lets you watch. But then again, maybe that’s lazy design. Or genius. Hard to tell when your brain’s half-melted. The weird part? The sound mix changes depending on position, so D.Va sounds distant if she turns away. I swear no one ever gets audio that intimate, not even those overpriced VR patches on Steam.

Anyway, I could say it’s perfect, but I won’t. Some things twitch too mechanically - the faces sometimes freeze mid-expression, like they remember they’re code. Yet that’s also the charm. You see the seams, and you keep touching them. Like rubbing a wound for pleasure. Half the cast shouldn’t exist in the same space - Orihime beside Tifa beside Samus - but here they crowd my screen like they’ve been waiting forever. Maybe that’s why it works: it’s absurd, obscene, familiar, and somehow lonelier than expected. I closed the browser and immediately reopened it. Couldn’t help it.