Merge branch 'patch-4' into 'pregmod-master'

Update RESS.tw (hyperpreg stuck, butter)

See merge request pregmodfan/fc-pregmod!2874

src/uncategorized/RESS.tw

@@ -20417,21 +20417,21 @@ You tell her kindly that you understand, and that $he'll be trained to address t
 <br><<link "Try the 'Butter Strategy'">>
 	<<EventNameDelink $activeSlave>>
 	<<replace "#result">>
-	You ponder her predicament for a moment before settling on a solution. You procure an industrial sized jar of curative laced moisturizing butter--specially formulated to ease the strain of hypermassive pregnancy--and explain to your slave that, to free $him, you're going to need to completely cover her in it so that $he can squeeze through. 
+	You ponder $his predicament for a moment before settling on a solution. You procure an industrial sized jar of curative laced moisturizing butter--specially formulated to ease the strain of hypermassive pregnancy--and explain to your slave that, to free $him, you're going to need to completely cover $him in it so that $he can squeeze through. 
 	<<if $activeSlave.devotion > 95>> 
 		$He grins at you and then huffs, pretending to be put off by the idea. 
 	<<elseif $activeSlave.devotion > 50>> 
 		$He quirks an eyebrow, then smiles, clearly intrigued.
 	<<elseif $activeSlave.devotion > 20>> 
-		$He nods, happy to hear you've considered a way to free her without causing her undue harm.
+		$He nods, happy to hear you've considered a way to free $him without causing $him undue harm.
 	<<elseif ($activeSlave.trust < -20) && ($activeSlave.devotion > -10)>> 
 		$He had seemed uneasy when you first described your idea, but seems to resign $himself to it once you finish your description. 
 	<<elseif ($activeSlave.trust < -50)>> 
-		The wide eyed slave nods as you describe your idea, clearly hoping you'll free her as quickly as possible so that $he can get away from you. 
+		The wide eyed slave nods as you describe your idea, clearly hoping you'll free $him as quickly as possible so that $he can get away from you. 
 	<<else>> 
 		$He laughs derisively at you after you describe your idea, then motions for you to get on with it.
 	<</if>> 
-	You move toward $him and slather a generous helping of the stuff over her back and 
+	You move toward $him and slather a generous helping of the stuff over $his back and 
 	<<if $activeSlave.butt > 10>> 
 		couch smothering ass,
 	<<elseif $activeSlave.butt > 4>> 
@@ -20441,24 +20441,26 @@ You tell her kindly that you understand, and that $he'll be trained to address t
 	<</if>> 
 	for the sake of "being thorough." You then move forward, covering the parts of $his belly you can reach from behind and taking special care to 
 	<<if ($activeSlave.boobs >= 20000)>> 
-		massage the soft butter into every inch of her colossal tits, noting with satisfaction as her distant nipples, stuck on the other side of the doorway with the bulk of her room filling breasts, harden with arousal. 
+		massage the soft butter into every inch of $his colossal tits, noting with satisfaction $his distant nipples, stuck on the other side of the doorway with the bulk of $his room filling breasts, harden with arousal. 
 	<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 12000)>> 
-		massage the soft butter into her massive tits as they push up between the arch of the doorway and her bulging belly. You note with satisfaction as $his nipples harden with arousal. 
+		massage the soft butter into $his massive tits as they push up between the arch of the doorway and $his bulging belly. You note with satisfaction $his nipples harden with arousal. 
 	<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 7000)>> 
-		massage the soft butter into her monstrous tits, enjoying the struggle it takes to heft each butter-slick, glistening melon with both hands. You note with satisfaction as $his nipples harden with arousal. 
+		massage the soft butter into $his monstrous tits, enjoying the struggle it takes to heft each butter-slick, glistening melon with both hands. You note with satisfaction $his nipples harden with arousal. 
 	<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 3000)>> 
-		massage the soft butter into each of her huge tits. Your slave cranes her head back a bit to avoid being smothered by her own breasts as you work the butter into them, but you can tell $he's aroused by what you're doing--$his nipples have turned hard as rocks. 
+		massage the soft butter into each of $his huge tits. Your slave cranes $his head back a bit to avoid being smothered by $his own breasts as you work the butter into them, but you can tell $he's aroused by what you're doing--$his nipples have turned hard as rocks. 
 	<<elseif Math.floor($activeSlave.boobsImplant/$activeSlave.boobs) >= .60>>
-		massage the soft butter into her fat, fake titties, noting with satisfaction as $his nipples harden with arousal. 
+		massage the soft butter into $his fat, fake titties, noting with satisfaction $his nipples harden with arousal. 
 	<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 650)>> 
-		massage the soft butter into her big tits, noting with satisfaction as $his nipples harden with arousal. 
+		massage the soft butter into $his big tits, noting with satisfaction $his nipples harden with arousal. 
 	<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 300)>> 
-		massage the soft butter into her small, girlish chest, noting with satisfaction as $his nipples harden with arousal.
+		massage the soft butter into $his small, girlish chest, noting with satisfaction $his nipples harden with arousal.
+	<<else>>
+	    massage the soft butter into $his flat chest, noting with satisfaction $his nipples harden with arousal.
 	<</if>>
 	<br><br>
-	Satisfied with your covering of your slave's back half, you then resolve to work on her front. Getting down on your hands and knees, you crawl through the narrow triangle of space between the base of your slave's massive belly, the floor, and the doorway. It's a tight squeeze, and you take longer than you need to in order to enjoy the sound of your slave groaning as you rub up against her sweaty, buttered up belly, but you eventually make it through. Taking generous handfuls of butter, you slick up the front half of your slave's stomach, starting at the flattened nub of her pressure obliterated belly button and slowly working your way up to the round oval of baby packed flesh being constricted by the doorway. 
+	Satisfied with your covering of your slave's back half, you then resolve to work on $his front. Getting down on your hands and knees, you crawl through the narrow triangle of space between the base of your slave's massive belly, the floor, and the doorway. It's a tight squeeze, and you take longer than you need to in order to enjoy the sound of your slave groaning as you rub up against $his sweaty, buttered up belly, but you eventually make it through. Taking generous handfuls of butter, you slick up the front half of your slave's stomach, starting at the flattened nub of $his pressure obliterated belly button and slowly working your way up to the round oval of baby packed flesh being constricted by the doorway. 
 	<br><br>
-	With your slave's body dripping with the thick moisturizer, you call out to $him to start pulling $his belly through the doorway, pushing your body up against $his stomach to help push. You didn't bother to strip your clothes while buttering her gravid figure and, as you crush up against $him and heave, again and again, against the sheer mass of $his abdomen, you can't help but get aroused by the way your greasy clothes rub between your body and $hers with each motion. At first, $his belly is so firmly lodged that it doesn't move, but momentum eventually builds up and, with an audible "pop," the poor baby laden breeder finally breaks free from her containment, falling onto her back and pulling you with her into an absurd, buttery mass of flailing limbs and giggles. You take some time to flip her into a position where $he won't be crushed by the weight of her own womb, and then take some more time to enjoy the fruits of your labors.
+	With your slave's body dripping with the thick moisturizer, you call out to $him to start pulling $his belly through the doorway, pushing your body up against $his stomach to help push. You didn't bother to strip your clothes while buttering $his gravid figure and, as you crush up against $him and heave, again and again, against the sheer mass of $his abdomen, you can't help but get aroused by the way your greasy clothes rub between your body and $hers with each motion. At first, $his belly is so firmly lodged that it doesn't move, but momentum eventually builds up and, with an audible "pop," the poor baby laden breeder finally breaks free from $his containment, falling onto $his back and pulling you with $him into an absurd, buttery mass of flailing limbs and giggles. You take some time to flip $him into a position where $he won't be crushed by the weight of $his own womb, and then take some more time to enjoy the fruits of your labors.
 	<br><br>
 	Once finished, you allow your servants to carry your @@.hotpink;thoroughly satisfied slave@@ to the baths for a needed cleaning. You could pay to have the door widened, but then you wouldn't have such a perfect excuse to lather $him in cream, would you?
 	<<set $activeSlave.devotion += 5>>