In the typical pornography transaction, the studios and smut peddlers demand money upfront. Today’s offering is such a futuristic example of interactive computer sex that it turns even this expectation on its head. People are throwing money at Taifun Riders, the makers of Space Paws, even though it’s not required. It must be a pretty solid hentai game to attract that kind of attention, so I figured I’d see if it could get me off.
Supporting the Art of Furry Sex Games
I didn’t really know much going into this. Someone sent me the link to the Taifun Riders Patreon page. A bunch of big-titted furry chicks, and one human, smiled from the top of the screen. Below that were a couple of download links for the game, Space Paws. I do like games that feature boobies in some way, so I figured what the hell.
You probably saw the word Patreon and immediately thought you had to fork over some dough. Well, kind of but not really. You can download Space Paws from the blog, but only Patrons get the very newest version of the game. As of this writing they’ve got over 2,000 patrons and are bringing in over $10,000 a month.
Look, it’s like PBS but supporting the arts here means you get a dog face and a luxurious, velvety coat of fur attached to a beautiful woman’s naked body. Taifun Riders have tiers starting at a buck a month, but you have to spend two for the early updates. On the other end of the spectrum, a cool $150 will let you request your own scene as long as it fits with the game.
Me? I’m a fucking cheapskate. I went to the blog and chose the EXE download. A few minutes and 233 megabytes later and I was ready to play. Any worry I had that this would be a softcore game for weak-ass bitches is gone as soon as I see the logo for Wet Pussy Games flash across the screen. It’s some chick with big metal hair, giant exposed breasts, and animal ears.
Waking Up In a Giant Suppository
The game opens with a black screen and some confused narration. You’ve seen it a million times before. Where am I? Who am I? How’d I get into this giant suppository?
That’s really how it opens, which is a fine surprise twist on the standard dark amnesiac opening. It turns out there’s a girl in another suppository. She wakes up, lets you choose a name and gives you some light exposition.
Basically, the air is fucked up so some scientists got sent into space. You’ve got to find planets suitable for human life and repopulate. In some twisted Adam and Eve shit, they’re sending breeding pairs of humans out into the galaxy, one male and one female each. The horrors of inbreeding are not addressed in the opening.
The first planet I chose had cat people living in what appeared to be ancient Egypt. The art is decent. If you’ve looked at the Patreon or blog, you already know what I’m talking about. There’s some atmospheric music that fits the setting and characters.
My character, Dickmaster, is a little freaked out to be on a world of cat people. He looks at the bright side: this is a planet full of pussies. Ah, humor. Thank the sexy feline goddess Bast that this isn’t one of those hentai games that takes itself overly seriously while letting you have sex with animals.
Talking to Giant Pussies All Day Long
To get into the city, where hopefully I would be able to bang some cat broads, I had to negotiate with the pair of guards standing outside. The conversation could begin by clicking on either the skinny cat guard or the buff cat guard. Different options for my dialogue were given throughout the conversation.
It was interesting at first. The problem was there only seemed to be one correct path through the conversation to get into the city. I had to just keep trying until I knew all the right answers. Once they got sufficiently riled up by our little cat and mouse game, they got into a catfight and I snuck past the gates.
In the city, I saw a few more cat people standing around. A cat mom thought I was a god and not some hideously deformed, hairless example of her species. She offered up no pussy. A cat dude playing a flute had nothing to offer, either. That left an old cat dude.
I clicked the tired old cat dude, sitting there amongst what looked to be a bunch of empty booze bottles. I feel you, guy. I’m tired, drunk and horny, too. Please point me to the nearest cathouse.
Nope. Sorry. Space Paws informed me I didn’t even have enough energy to fucking talk to this guy. That stupid “conversation” with the guards zapped all my strength so bad I can’t even say hi to one of the local bums. Defeated, I went back to my spaceship, blue-balled and raging.
Maybe I’ll Get Laid In Space
I went to my room and clicked on my bed to sleep. My energy level went from 0 to 100. Just to be sure I was good, I slept another day.
I woke up thinking I’d try my luck on the cat planet again, but it sounded like it was raining on the spaceship. The noise came from Alison’s room, so naturally, Dickmaster just barges in there. Also, Dickmaster is a fucking idiot who routinely forgets what a shower sounds like in the close confines of their spacecraft. It makes for great encounters.
Dickmaster scolds himself for watching Alison through the crack in the doorway, but he doesn’t go back to his room. No, he says things like, “Yeah baby! Down with the towels!” Alison drops the towels and we get a few shots of her from different angles. She seems sad, but we’re not given an opportunity to cheer her up with cock.
After doing the anime voyeur thing for a while, I went to the spaceship’s library and did some studying. Knowledge went up, energy went down. I slept again and then went back to talk to drunken grandpa cat.
Take Me to the Cat Orgy
Sure enough, the old dude had some shit to say. It was more vague crap about me being a god, but when he was done talking a new cat broad showed up on the screen. This one has red hair and a hot body.
The new stranger, Nebet, had different options when I clicked on her. I could talk to her as I had the other cats, but other icons showed a heart, a hand with an orb in it, a question mark, and a couple holding hands. Each one required a different amount of energy.
Fuck it, I thought. I went for the hand-holding, which was the most expensive at 80 energy points. It turns out she’s a local priestess and thinks I’m a god here to help bring the water back.
I couldn’t fuck her, though. I had to go back to my ship, train, talk to her, talk to some other dude, and then try to put my moves on Nebet again. Finally, though, she brought me to the temple.
Nebet didn’t even take off her clothes immediately. I guess that’s the privilege of a high priestess. All the other cat women started having an orgy around us almost immediately.
The sex when Nebet mounts Dickmaster is lightly animated. She grinds against his hard cock until I click Penetrate, and then he’s inside. I can go Harder or Softer, taking my time if I feel like it. When I’m ready and so is Dickmaster, I click Finish. There are explosions.
I like that Space Paws didn’t make me play for hours to get to the first sex scene. I’m also glad it didn’t disappoint with still images or worse. The art maintained its crisp style throughout.
Taifun Riders don’t need to demand cash up front because Space Paws is honestly one of the better hentai games out there. Not only are the art and sex scenes good, but you also don’t have to slog through hours of tedious gameplay to reach them. I felt accomplished when I banged this cat woman, and so will you.