The Hunger Games has nothing on The Horny Games, where an eager reporter is desperate to boost her ratings. She’s watching as other horny vixens throw taboo tricks on their broadcasts, feeling the pressure to outdo them all. Her boldest plan? To take that camera action next level by fucking her co-host right in front of the world. You dive into this filthy adventure, guiding her every move as she pushes herself beyond limits. Feel the pulse racing as she craves a hard cock deep inside her, folding over for rough anal play in front of the audience. Your goal is simple but dirty: provide the cumshot that ignites the broadcast, painting her face and sealing her dominance in this carnal arena. Every scene drips with raw energy, mixing the thrill of forbidden sex with the ruthless quest for fame. Let this game pull you into a reckless vortex of lust and ambition, where unfiltered desires collide with the hunger for attention.

Fran is one of those protagonists who feels like the quiet kid you half-remember from your own class, the one who sits near the window and pretends the outside world is more interesting than whatever the teacher is writing on the board. Except in this case, the teacher is Ruby, and she’s absolutely not the kind of woman you ignore. Huge boobs barely fitting in a “professional” blouse, tight skirt that makes you think “there is no dress code here, right?”, and that fake strict look where you can see the smile hiding at the corner of her mouth. The whole thing plays like a slow burn that someone suddenly turned into a furnace with one stupid box of chocolates. Aphrodisiac chocolates, of course, because this story doesn’t even pretend to be innocent. You’re stuck in this classroom with her, the desks, the chalkboard, that fluorescent light hum that feels way too real if you ever sat through a boring lesson, except now the teacher is trying to hold herself together while her body basically screams to jump the student she’s supposed to be tutoring.

What I like here is how it doesn’t rush straight to “everything off, dick out, go”. You start with little stuff. Her leaning over just a bit too close, boobs pressing against your arm like it’s an accident. The way she keeps pulling at her blouse because it feels “hot” inside, and the more she does it, the more the top buttons lose the war. There’s a moment where she asks you to “help her focus” and puts your hand on her thigh under the desk, and she’s still trying to solve some textbook problem while your fingers are creeping up her stockings. That’s where the game shines: that awkward horny tension, where both know it’s wrong and both very clearly do not care. Then the aphrodisiac really hits and it just turns into this messy, needy teacher who starts groping you first, kissing like she’s been holding it back for months, lipstick smearing, her breathing getting all rough. Before you know it she’s pushing her big tits together around your cock, rubbing them up and down with this dazed, hungry look in her eyes, and the shy boy act from Fran cracks into straight-up lust. The first time you blow your load all over her face and glasses, she has that shocked “oh my god, my student just did that on me” expression mixed with a tiny proud smile, like she secretly wanted to wear your cum as makeup. I laughed a bit there, it feels filthy in a very specific school-memory way.

The art does most of the heavy lifting. Ruby’s a redhead with that slightly mature vibe, not some babyfaced anime blob, and seeing her go from “proper teacher” to drooling your cock in her mouth, swallowing and still begging for more, hits hard. The groping is very physical here: hands full of boob, fingers digging into her ass, her grabbing your dick through the pants first, tracing the shape, acting surprised at how “big” it feels for a student, even though yeah, of course it is, that’s how this genre works. There’s a nice little touch where she tries to keep it romantic, calling you cute, petting your hair, kissing your forehead before going back to licking the tip and teasing you until you can’t hold back and cum again. It’s sweet and trashy at the same time. I kind of wish the classroom had more little interactive stuff, like using the teacher’s chair differently or messing around with the windows, but it just stays in roughly the same spots. Also, there’s a tiny sound effect when the chalk hits the board at one point that annoyed the hell out of me and I don’t fully know why, it just felt too sharp compared to her soft moans and wet sucking noises. Anyway, the whole thing is basically: shy male student, horny teacher losing control thanks to some dumb chocolates, lots of oral, tits wrapped around your cock, and her face ending up sticky and satisfied while pretending nothing happened. It’s wrong in exactly the way it wants to be.

Man, I kinda laughed when I first saw *One Slice of Lust* pop up on Nutaku, thought it was some meme project someone cooked up after a late-night anime binge. Turns out, it’s an actual damn game where you flick between Nami’s smug smirks and Robin’s way-too-relaxed voice lines while pretending that defeat-by-pleasure is a legitimate pirate tactic. Not gonna lie, some of those animated bits feel like someone poured all their attention into a single sweaty loop and then forgot to sync the breathing sound. But somehow that makes it funnier. Or hotter. Depends what mood hits you first. The massage scene with Sandersonia? Unreal, like if your controller could vibrate from watching it you’d blush just from feeling it too long. You stop caring that the story’s half nonsense. By the second "battle" you’re mainly timing your clicks with the… well, let’s call it rhythm.

What I didn’t expect was how soft the teasing lands before it gets filthy. There’s this stretched moment before the hand actually moves, the animation just quivering like it's aware you’re staring too damn intently. Makes the payoff heavier, or maybe that's just the beer talking. Sometimes the dialogue stalls, like everyone forgot what they were moaning about, then bam - she’s wiping it off her face, acting smug again. It’s probably bad writing, but my brain didn’t register complaint, just, *yeah okay sure, next round.* Robin’s scene had this slow zoom that felt like a confession, like maybe someone on the dev team just wanted her to notice him for a second. I kinda get that.

Then again, the stuff with Nami felt way too rushed, like ordering dessert before finishing the main dish. You think they’d build up to it, but nope, handjob right outta nowhere, like a punchline. I remembered halfway through there’s a “plot” going on - Teach something-something chasing them - but who cares? Flora pops up mid-way and suddenly everything smells sweet; I swear there's almost a perfume note coded in her lines. Still don’t know how they made cum look like honey but it worked weirdly well. The game blinks between parody and confession tape, and by the end, you’re not sure if you played something filthy or just got tricked into feeling good for no reason.