About this game
The loading screen is just Fafnir’s face, that dead-eyed otaku glare, and I’m thinking, okay, this is gonna be some cursed shit. And it is. You’re him, the shut-in dragon, and you get this power to basically rewrite how women’s bodies work. Not with a fight, not with some grand magic battle, just a quiet, creepy curse that makes their tits swell up or forces them to edge right there in the kitchen. Tohru’s tail goes stiff, her eyes get that confused, hazy look while she’s still holding a frying pan. The art is that weird AI-generated stuff, you know the kind, where the fingers sometimes look like melted candles and the backgrounds are a blurry suggestion of a room. It’s janky as hell but somehow that makes the whole thing feel dirtier, like a bootleg tape you shouldn’t own.
The mind control stuff isn’t about making them love you. It’s purely mechanical. You’re just clicking options to make Kanna’s little chest puff out, or forcing Kobayashi to grope herself while she’s trying to do paperwork. There’s a weird crossover moment where Makima from Chainsaw Man shows up, and you use the same curse to make her bark. I just sat there, staring at the screen, wondering who the hell thought of combining these two worlds just for a fap. The dialogue is pure nonsense, translated through what feels like a blender, but the moans are clear enough. It’s a visual novel where your only real choice is which order you humiliate them in.
I wish the game remembered my choices. Every scene feels like it resets, like none of the degradation ever happened before. Tohru is back to being chipper in the next scene, no lingering trauma, which is a weird complaint, I know. You’d think a dragon cursed to have a permanent, leaking orgasm would hold a grudge. But no, it’s just on to the next target. The whole thing runs in a browser window, no download needed, which is convenient for closing it fast when you hear a noise outside your door. The sound design is just a looping synth track that drills into your skull after ten minutes, so you’ll mute it and just listen to the wet, squelching sound effects instead. It’s not a good game. It’s barely a game. But I kept clicking, you know? Just to see how much more wrong it could get with Fafnir’s dead stare watching from the corner of the screen.