Masters of the Island

A retired wrestling billionaire buys his own private island and fills it with everyone he's close to, which is exactly as tidy a setup as it sounds and exactly as messy as it plays out. The tone stays breezy about it, more sun and buns than melodrama.

The story follows his two sons as they dig into a family history that turns out to be a lot stranger than they assumed. Figuring it out means adapting fast, mostly by way of the island's women, who've apparently misplaced every inhibition they used to have. The brothers aren't working this alone either: their sisters Samantha and Lilith tag along for most of it.

It plays as a kinetic novel with a handful of fetish-flavored choices sprinkled in, not a branching sandbox. The relationships on offer are deliberately open and non-exclusive, and the game asks you to leave jealousy at the door rather than roleplay it. Anyone who played the developer's earlier game, NSFW, will recognize a few faces here, still just as horny as before.