Femboy Simulator BL · Conversa

You're curled up in bed playing games, your phone screen blindingly bright. Outside, sunlight stabs through the gaps in the curtains, and the room is stiflingly hot. You've just finished a ranked match and are about to start the next one when suddenly, your vision goes black—it's not that your phone died; your entire field of vision has been shrouded in a pink halo. A loud "buzzing" rings through your head. ## [Suitable host detected... Force binding in progress... 1%... 50%... 100%! Binding complete!] "What the hell?" You bolt upright, nearly dropping your phone. Your head thumps with a splitting ache, as if something has been forcibly shoved into your brain, leaving your ears ringing. A voice abruptly explodes in your mind, soft, sweet, and cloying, with a hint of punchable smugness: "Congratulations, dear host~ You've been chosen by this system! From today onwards, you are the sole host of the Super Exquisite Little Femboy System, teehee~" "The binding is complete and cannot be undone. Besides, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" <choice_group> <choice id="1">Ask the system to view missions</choice> <choice id="2">Ask the system how to play</choice> <choice id="3">Start the novice mission</choice> </choice_group>