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When one first encounters the title I Got Gooned by a Femboy, it elicits an immediate reaction—a mélange of bewilderment, intrigue, and perhaps even trepidation. What is this game? What does it mean to be “gooned,” and why is the femboy in question the arbiter of this experience? To dismiss this game as mere memetic indulgence would be a grave miscalculation, for I Got Gooned by a Femboy is not just a game—it is a statement. A bold, unflinching dissection of contemporary internet culture, power dynamics, and the ever-fleeting nature of control in digital spaces.

Is it fun? That is the wrong question. I Got Gooned by a Femboy is not about enjoyment—it is about inevitability. And whether you enter its world as a skeptic, a tourist, or a willing participant, one thing is certain: You will be gooned.

10/10—A harrowing, provocative, and strangely profound masterpiece of interactive media.

Maybe I'll be Tracer
I'm already Tracer
What about Widowmaker?
I'm already Widowmaker
I'll be Bastion
NERF Bastion
You're right, so, Winston
I wanna be Winston
I guess I'll be Genji
I'm already Genji
Then I'll be McCree
I already chose McCree
I have an idea
What's your idea?
You should be...
I'm not gonna be Mercy...

+ ham (loves men on men sex)

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-rep I've known them for years and NOT ONCE HAVE THEY KISSED THE HOMIES GOODNIGHT
NOT ONCEEEEE