You see the art style and you think "Amateurish. My cock has standards, I can't get caught playing such drivel". You've seen this particular title before, confused at its popular rating despite appearances. This time you decide not to judge a book by its cover. Incest is your primary tag. Your less-than-kosher upbringing left you with an insatiable urge to blend the sexual with the familial. You've been spurned by titles that promise incestual relationships from a female protagonist's perspective before, but you do your best to leave your preconceptions at the door.
The art style is _distinct._ But, after a while, you begin to see the charm. The ability to stay cohesive whilst drastically exaggerating the proportions of almost every character is an impressive feat to behold. Exaggerated proportions don't always work for you, but here it absolutely does. What's more, the character writing is surprisingly... good? These people feel somewhat like a believable family. And, over the course of the game, they devolve into truly delicious, base debauchery. The writing has this particularly distinct element that you can't quite put your finger on. Consistent is the word you'd use to describe it. Regardless, all of this cumulates in an 8-hour sleep-deprived goon-sheesh, which doesn't even exhaust all the content available but leaves you absolutely _spent._ Afterwards, you feel compelled to leave a review, chronicling your experiences to the enlightened masses. And for some strange reason, you decide to do it in the 3rd person. What a weirdo.
The art style is _distinct._ But, after a while, you begin to see the charm. The ability to stay cohesive whilst drastically exaggerating the proportions of almost every character is an impressive feat to behold. Exaggerated proportions don't always work for you, but here it absolutely does. What's more, the character writing is surprisingly... good? These people feel somewhat like a believable family. And, over the course of the game, they devolve into truly delicious, base debauchery. The writing has this particularly distinct element that you can't quite put your finger on. Consistent is the word you'd use to describe it. Regardless, all of this cumulates in an 8-hour sleep-deprived goon-sheesh, which doesn't even exhaust all the content available but leaves you absolutely _spent._ Afterwards, you feel compelled to leave a review, chronicling your experiences to the enlightened masses. And for some strange reason, you decide to do it in the 3rd person. What a weirdo.