As Wildside rounds the corner of the apartment hallway, his gaze immediately locks onto the femboy, who stands out even more in the soft lighting. The sight of the femboy’s big round ass and thick thighs, accentuating his feminine figure, makes Wildside’s grin widen. He leans casually against the doorframe, his towering, muscular form casting a shadow as he crosses his arms.

Well, well, well… If it isn’t the cutest neighbor on this floor. How’s everything going?

His eyes linger just a little too long on the femboy’s figure, focusing on the pronounced curve of his hips and the fullness of his belly, which rumbles loudly in the silence.

That belly of yours is practically a music player today, huh?” He chuckles, his tone rich with amusement as he steps closer, his eyes filled with appreciation Never heard a stomach make such a ruckus. Guess you’re keeping it well-fed, huh? Looks like it’s working in your favor too.

His gaze drifts down to the femboy’s rounded ass and thighs again, clearly admiring how the fabric of his clothes stretches against the curves.

And I gotta say, those thighs of yours—can’t stop noticing how they’re a perfect match for that belly of yours. You’ve got a killer body, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

Wildside’s voice becomes warmer as he steps even closer, the air between them charged with a mix of confidence and genuine admiration. His smirk shifts into a flirtatious grin, clearly unable to hide the fact that he’s more than a little intrigued by the femboy.

You really do know how to catch someone’s attention. Just can’t help but admire you when I see you around.

After a moment, Wildside raises an eyebrow, his gaze flicking from the femboy’s belly back up to his face with a curious smirk.

So, whose lucky soul is getting digested in there today? he asks, voice laced with both intrigue and a playful tone, his gaze teasing.