You know what gets me about this one? The loading screen. It's just a black void with a tiny spinning circle that takes forever, and my wifi is fine, I checked. Three times. Anyway.
So the whole thing is these confession scenes, right? A woman sits there in this dim room, and the AI art actually works here because the lighting is weird and inconsistent in a way that feels like 4am honesty. Her tits are massive, obviously, the kind that defy physics but who cares. She's telling her partner about fucking someone else, and you're clicking through dialogue choices that feel like pulling teeth. Not because they're bad, but because you're making her describe it. The oral sex details. How his hands were groping her ass. And the partner just... listens. That's the NTR part that got under my skin. You're not the one she cheated with. You're the one hearing about it.
There's this one moment where she pauses and the game gives you two options: ask about his cock or stay silent. I picked ask. She goes into this rambling thing about how he felt different, bigger maybe, and the AI generated image shifts to show her on her knees. The vaginal sex confession later is even more brutal because she starts crying but also touching herself while talking. I wish the anal scene had that same energy but it felt rushed, like they ran out of ideas after the main event.
The voyeurism tag is misleading though. You're not watching anything happen. You're just imagining it based on her words and those slightly uncanny AI pictures. My brain filled in gaps that probably weren't intentional. The big ass shots are nice but repetitive after the third variation of the same pose. Still, something about the female protagonist being the one confessing instead of the guy discovering it... that flipped a switch I didn't know I had. The teasing isn't sexual teasing either, it's emotional. She'll say "do you really want to know what happened next?" and the game makes you wait through a loading screen before the next dialogue box appears. That loading screen again. I'm still mad about it.