A Small Introduction.
My name is Nobody Cares, and I’m the twisted mind behind this madness.
The Queen of Phalli started as a baby project—a silly little idea I began writing just to make my wife laugh. We both enjoy eroges, but also love poking fun at the tropes and absurdity that often define the genre. Eventually, we started wondering: what if there was a world where all of those tropes actually made ‘somewhat’ logical sense?
The incest? The futas? The ridiculous abundance of tentacles?
Thus, the first lines of The Queen of Phalli were born.
In this world, everything—from one’s social status to the salvation of their soul—depends on promiscuity.
Since the Great Passive Aggression, the Goddess has abhorred men and allowed only women to be born.
Now, a society of only women would probably still want a few men around, right? But still bitter from her divine spat with the Father of Elves, the Goddess said nay. The only virtue a man possessed was what dangled between his legs—and that, she would now bestow only upon the most devout of her daughters.
She would make them stronger, taller, and more well-endowed than any man. Her dream? A single-gender society, finally free of the oppressive shackles of male companionship.
You’ll be guiding Elifael, a young dark elf, as she finds her place in this sex-obsessed world. The story leans heavily into erotic content—but doesn’t shy away from the less glamorous, more uncomfortable truths a culture like this would carry.
The question is: Will Elifael embrace the perverted tradition of her people? Or seek something more?
I hope I’ve piqued your curiosity.
More updates—and a demo—are coming soon. Keep an eye out!
Wishing you, ever and always, all the best ;)
No-Ca
The Queen of Phalli started as a baby project—a silly little idea I began writing just to make my wife laugh. We both enjoy eroges, but also love poking fun at the tropes and absurdity that often define the genre. Eventually, we started wondering: what if there was a world where all of those tropes actually made ‘somewhat’ logical sense?
The incest? The futas? The ridiculous abundance of tentacles?
Thus, the first lines of The Queen of Phalli were born.
In this world, everything—from one’s social status to the salvation of their soul—depends on promiscuity.
Since the Great Passive Aggression, the Goddess has abhorred men and allowed only women to be born.
Now, a society of only women would probably still want a few men around, right? But still bitter from her divine spat with the Father of Elves, the Goddess said nay. The only virtue a man possessed was what dangled between his legs—and that, she would now bestow only upon the most devout of her daughters.
She would make them stronger, taller, and more well-endowed than any man. Her dream? A single-gender society, finally free of the oppressive shackles of male companionship.
You’ll be guiding Elifael, a young dark elf, as she finds her place in this sex-obsessed world. The story leans heavily into erotic content—but doesn’t shy away from the less glamorous, more uncomfortable truths a culture like this would carry.
The question is: Will Elifael embrace the perverted tradition of her people? Or seek something more?
I hope I’ve piqued your curiosity.
More updates—and a demo—are coming soon. Keep an eye out!
Wishing you, ever and always, all the best ;)
No-Ca
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