From df21ce95f913cdc4afb742dad6e30af77d53109b Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Pregmodder <pregmodder@gmail.com>
Date: Sat, 7 Apr 2018 20:59:43 -0400
Subject: [PATCH] fixes and moving things.
---
devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt | 4 +++
.../actions}/fondleBoobs.tw | 0
.../actions}/fondleButt.tw | 0
.../actions}/fondleVagina.tw | 0
src/uncategorized/pHostageAcquisition.tw | 31 +++++++++++++++++--
src/utility/descriptionWidgetsStyle.tw | 2 +-
6 files changed, 33 insertions(+), 4 deletions(-)
rename src/{uncategorized => player/actions}/fondleBoobs.tw (100%)
rename src/{uncategorized => player/actions}/fondleButt.tw (100%)
rename src/{uncategorized => player/actions}/fondleVagina.tw (100%)
diff --git a/devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt b/devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt
index 012c0a9f4e1..9fe667efb1a 100644
--- a/devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt
+++ b/devNotes/VersionChangeLog-Premod+LoliMod.txt
@@ -4,6 +4,10 @@
4/07/2018
+ 30
+ -several typo corrections
+ -large vector art update from Deepmurk involving boobs and sleaves
+
29
-hopefully have finished fixing that rival hacking victory
-various typo corrections
diff --git a/src/uncategorized/fondleBoobs.tw b/src/player/actions/fondleBoobs.tw
similarity index 100%
rename from src/uncategorized/fondleBoobs.tw
rename to src/player/actions/fondleBoobs.tw
diff --git a/src/uncategorized/fondleButt.tw b/src/player/actions/fondleButt.tw
similarity index 100%
rename from src/uncategorized/fondleButt.tw
rename to src/player/actions/fondleButt.tw
diff --git a/src/uncategorized/fondleVagina.tw b/src/player/actions/fondleVagina.tw
similarity index 100%
rename from src/uncategorized/fondleVagina.tw
rename to src/player/actions/fondleVagina.tw
diff --git a/src/uncategorized/pHostageAcquisition.tw b/src/uncategorized/pHostageAcquisition.tw
index 43868f74fbd..48e62edb2ee 100644
--- a/src/uncategorized/pHostageAcquisition.tw
+++ b/src/uncategorized/pHostageAcquisition.tw
@@ -48,6 +48,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she bluntly asks "Can I get fucked by some <<print $arcologies[0].FSSubjugationistRace>>s?". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Why do you hate <<print $arcologies[0].FSSubjugationistRace>>s so much?! They are a great race, capable of the most sublime love! How dare you ta-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, I'd hate for anything to happen to my best employer." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future.
@@ -99,6 +100,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she bluntly says "I won't let you ruin my body with a child!" While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite a lip on her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick freak! My body is undefiled by child and never will be! I know your type! All you want to do is watch my belly swell with-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, especially given her hatred for pregnancy.
@@ -115,20 +117,22 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her gravid bulk back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she carefully steps back. After several steps, she bluntly says "I won't let you hurt them!", as she covers her pregnant belly. While she looks the same as you remember, albeit very pregnant, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite a lip on her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! How dare you steal a woman's purpose away from her! I'll fucking kill you if you try to touch my bab-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, especially when she realizes her babies didn't follow her here.
<</if>>
<<else>>
<<if $rivalryDuration <= 5>>
- Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName dives into your <<if $PC.boobs == 1>>ample bust<<else>>chest<</if>> sobbing "They filled me with cum! I think I'm pregnant!". You gently wrap your arms around her in a comforting embrace, yet you can't help but notice how distended her belly is. She's exactly as you remember, maybe a little heftier, but a medical scan reveals, horrifyingly, that she is carrying over three dozen babies in her womb.
+ Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName dives into your <<if $PC.boobs == 1>>ample bust<<else>>chest<</if>> sobbing "They filled me with cum! I think I'm pregnant!". You gently wrap your arms around her in a comforting embrace, yet you can't help but notice how distended her belly is. She's exactly as you remember, maybe a little heftier, but a medical scan reveals, horrifyingly, that she is carrying over two dozen babies in her womb.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 10>>
- Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName gingerly approaches, uncertain if she should. You try to pull her into your <<if $PC.boobs == 1>>ample bust<<else>>chest<</if>>, but her huge pregnant belly prevents you. As she breaks down in tears, she moans "My womb is soo full...". She's nearly the same as you remember her, save for her huge pregnant belly, which a medical scan reveals contains over three dozen children.
+ Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName gingerly approaches, uncertain if she should. You try to pull her into your <<if $PC.boobs == 1>>ample bust<<else>>chest<</if>>, but her huge pregnant belly prevents you. As she breaks down in tears, she moans "My womb is soo full...". She's nearly the same as you remember her, save for her huge pregnant belly, which a medical scan reveals contains over two dozen children.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 15>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her super gravid bulk back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she hesitatingly approaches. Once she is close enough for her monstrous belly to bumb into your own, she says "It feels so good to be stuffed completely full of life. You'll let me enjoy this, won't you?". While she looks the same as you remember, albeit grossly pregnant, she certainly doesn't think the same anymore. A medical exam, much to her enjoyment, reveals her overfilled womb contains nearly two dozen children.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her hyper gravid bulk back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she carefully steps back. After several steps, she bluntly says "Unless you want to put more babies in me, get back!", as she attempts to cover her super-sized pregnant belly. While she looks the same as you remember, albeit grotesquely pregnant, she certainly doesn't think the same anymore. A medical exam, much to her delight, reveals her near bursting womb contains nearly two dozen children.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite a lip on her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! How dare you steal a woman's purpose away from her! I'll show you! I hope my new pregnancy makes me burst all over your fucking off-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid. Also when we raided that arcology, we saw some shit. Girls looking like they were pregnant with elephants or with bellies coated with lumps and bumps. She might be carrying something terrifying in her womb, just lettin' you know." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, save for her notable pot belly, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, especially if she is telling the truth about what lurks in her womb.
@@ -145,6 +149,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she bluntly shouts "Stay away from me you rapist!". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! Vaginas are for sex, not assholes! Don't you dare come near my ass-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, given her views on a girl's place in society.
@@ -158,8 +163,10 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 15>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she hesitatingly approaches. Once she is close enough she says "Do you want to fuck my butt?<<if $seeDicks != 0>> Maybe touch my penis?<</if>>" While she looks the same as you remember, minus her very loose butthole<<if $seeDicks != 0>> and miniscule dick<</if>>, she certainly doesn't think the same anymore.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 60>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she bluntly says "Piss off vagina fucker, slave's asses are for pounding!", before swinging around revealing her gaping butthole. While she looks the same as you remember, minus her gaping anus<<if $seeDicks != 0>>, tiny cock and testicles<</if>>, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's quite lively, you better ready yourself.<<if $seeDicks != 0>> She's been rock hard the entire way here, we think she might have something crammed up her rear. What ever it is, it isn't dangerous.<</if>> We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! Assholes are the superior sex organ!"<<if $seeDicks != 0>> She quickly flexes her kegels several times and blows a load of cum across your shoes<<else>> She spits on your shoes<</if>>.
The mercenary captain quickly pulls her back, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember<<if $seeDicks != 0>>, save for her working cock and balls<</if>>, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, given her penchant for sticking things in butts.
@@ -202,6 +209,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she bluntly says "Stay away from me you rapist!". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 100>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! I've seen what you do to your girls! You're sick! SICK! Don't you-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, minus her rounded belly, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, seeing as she intends to undermine you at every turn.
@@ -217,6 +225,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
$activeSlave.slaveName's impressive bulk is placed in your office. Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth atop her <<print $hostage.boobs>>cc implants, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she screams "Don't pop my implants!". The girl you used to know is barely recognizable under those implants and she certainly doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "We got a problem sir. She, um, isn't going to fit... We could try bringing her in through the penthouse balcony, but I'd worry about breaking things."
Once $activeSlave.slaveName's immense form is safely in the penthouse, you finally get a good look at her. Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she begins to let out a low growl. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! Flat girls are trash! Real men like big fake tits and asses! You're sick! SICK! Don't you-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful." He pats her grotesque breast, "least she won't be going anywhere." He says, before he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. The girl you used to know is barely recognizable under those implants and she certainly doesn't think the same anymore. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, assuming you can find a doctor to remove those ridiculous implants from her once flat chest. Or you could leave her as an immobile ornament, though implants are definitely out of style.
@@ -232,6 +241,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she screams "Keep away from me! I don't want balloons on my chest!" While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! I've seen what you do to your girls! Filling them with silicone and implants and shit! Don't you ever THINK abou-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, given her hatred for implants.
@@ -245,8 +255,10 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 15>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she hesitatingly approaches. Once she is close enough she asks "<<if $PC.visualAge >= 50>>Were you always that attractive?<<else>>Can I hang out with some MILFS?<</if>>". While she looks the same as you remember, she certainly doesn't think the same anymore.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 40>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she says "<<if $PC.visualAge >= 50>>You know, you're soo much older than me... I like that", with a wink.<<elseif $PC.visualAge < 35>>Ew, you're soo young. Keep your hands off me!<<else>>Can you hook me up with a nice MILF?<</if>>". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "How fucking DARE you split me up from my MILFy wife! I saw your arcology on the way in, its SICK. So many young girls, you're sick you hear me! SI-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, given her hatred for young people.
@@ -260,8 +272,10 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 15>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she hesitatingly approaches. Once she is close enough she asks "<<if $PC.visualAge < 35>>Were you always that attractive?<<else>>Can I hang out with the rest of the young ladies?<</if>>". While she looks the same as you remember, she certainly doesn't think the same anymore.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 40>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she says "<<if $PC.visualAge < 35>>You know, you're so young... I like that", with a wink.<<elseif $PC.visualAge >= 50>>Ew, you're soo old. Keep your hands off me!<<else>>Can you hook me up with a nice young girl?<</if>>". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "How fucking DARE you split me up from my youthful wife! I saw your arcology on the way in, its SICK. So many old ladies, you're sick you hear me! SI-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, given her hatred for older people.
@@ -278,6 +292,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
$activeSlave.slaveName's impressive bulk is placed in your office. Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth atop her <<print $hostage.boobs>>cc implants, causing her plump body and huge ass to jiggle, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she screams "Don't take my breasts away!". The girl you used to know is barely recognizable under those immense tits and she certainly doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "We got a problem sir. She, um, isn't going to fit... We could try bringing her in through the penthouse balcony, but I'd worry about breaking things."
Once $activeSlave.slaveName's immense form is safely in the penthouse, you finally get a good look at her. Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she begins to let out a low growl. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! Flat girls are trash! Real men like big tits and asses! You're sick! SICK! Don't you-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful." He pats her grotesque breast, "least she won't be going anywhere." He says, before he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged and struggling $activeSlave.slaveName. You sigh at the amount of motion running through her absurd tits, mountainous ass, and obese body. The girl you used to know is barely recognizable under all that flesh and she certainly doesn't think the same anymore. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, once her body sheds the weight. Or you could leave her as an immobile ornament, though assets of that size are definitely out of style.
@@ -293,6 +308,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she screams "Keep away from me! I don't want tits bigger than my body!". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! I've seen what you do to your girls! Filling them up with growth drugs! Don't you ever THINK abou-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, given her hatred for huge assets.
@@ -308,6 +324,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she screams "Keep away from me! I don't want ever want to be a fat cow again!". She is thin and extremely muscular, a stark difference from the soft, chubby girl you used to know; she certainly doesn't think the same anymore, either.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "We have a problem, sir. This one is a fighter, she already broke one of our guy's jaw. We think she is tranq'd and restrained enough to bring in. Please be ready."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! I'll never be a cow again. DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!"
The mercenary captain is thrown back as she explodes her restraints, having been preparing to gag her. The rest of the troop center their weapons on her, forcing her to back down. She glares at you as the captain picks himself up and exits your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She grunts as she exits the office for the slave quarters, stopping in the doorway. "I'll be your slave, but you're going to be sorry.". With a hand on each doorframe, she rips it out of the wall. She lets out a single laugh while scowling at you. She is thin and extremely muscular, a stark difference from the soft, chubby girl you used to know; she certainly doesn't think the same anymore, either. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, given her hatred for you and her frightening strength.
@@ -321,8 +338,10 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 15>>
$activeSlave.slaveName's impressive bulk is placed in your office. Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth atop her <<print $hostage.boobs>>cc breasts, causing her chubby body and fat ass to jiggle, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she asks "Can you milk me?". The girl you used to know is barely recognizable under all that fat and she certainly doesn't think the same anymore.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 40>>
$activeSlave.slaveName's impressive bulk is placed in your office. Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth atop her <<print $hostage.boobs>>cc breasts, causing her fat body and huge ass to jiggle, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she asks "I hear a baby will make my milk better, would you like to try?". The girl you used to know is barely recognizable under those immense tits and obese body; she certainly doesn't think the same anymore, either.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "We got a problem sir. She, um, isn't going to fit... We could try bringing her in through the penthouse balcony, but I'd worry about breaking things."
Once $activeSlave.slaveName's immense form is safely in the penthouse, you finally get a good look at her. Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she begins to let out a low growl. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! Fit girls are trash! Real men like big soft bodies! You're sick! SICK! Don't you-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful." He pats her grotesque breast, "least she won't be going anywhere." He says, before he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged and struggling $activeSlave.slaveName. You sigh at the amount of motion running through her absurd tits, mountainous ass, and obese body. The girl you used to know is barely recognizable under all that flesh and she certainly doesn't think the same anymore. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, once her body sheds the weight. Or you could leave her as an immobile ornament, though assets of that size are definitely out of style.
@@ -341,9 +360,10 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth causing her fat body to jiggle, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she stumbles back. After several steps, she screams "Keep away from me! I don't want to work out! Stuffing my face and holes whenever I please is too much fun!" The girl you used to know is barely recognizable under that obese body; she certainly doesn't think the same anymore, either.
<<set $activeSlave.health = -50>>
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "We got a problem sir. She, um, is rather heavy and can't walk well... We're working our way up, but, do you have a freight elevator by chance?"
Once $activeSlave.slaveName's hugely fat ass is safely in the penthouse, you finally get a good look at her. Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she begins to let out a low growl. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! Fit girls are trash! Real men like big soft bodies! You're sick! SICK! Don't you-"
- The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful." He pats her fat coated shoulder, to which she immediately sits down. Several mercs join their captain in trying to pull her back to her feet. A load crack and a groan of pain escape the captain as he drops to the ground clutching his back. His comrades quickly help him from the penthouse, leaving you to deal with the scowling blob of fat and flesh. She is intent on not budging from that spot and you aren't interested in breaking anything, though you're certain she'll be begging for food within an hour and easily manipulated. She is massively fat, a stark difference from the fit, thin girl you used to know; she certainly doesn't think the same anymore, either. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, be it breaking furniture or getting stuck in doors, though given her rather laid back life up until this point, she is likely to be quite malleable. Though she is weezing quite a lot considering she is just sitting there.
+ The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful." He pats her fat coated shoulder, to which she immediately sits down. Several mercs join their captain in trying to pull her back to her feet. A load crack and a groan of pain escapes the captain as he drops to the ground clutching his back. His comrades quickly help him from the penthouse, leaving you to deal with the scowling blob of fat and flesh. She is intent on not budging from that spot and you aren't interested in breaking anything, though you're certain she'll be begging for food within an hour and easily manipulated. She is massively fat, a stark difference from the fit, thin girl you used to know; she certainly doesn't think the same anymore, either. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, be it breaking furniture or getting stuck in doors, though given her rather laid back life up until this point, she is likely to be quite malleable. Though she is weezing quite a lot considering she is just sitting there.
<<set $activeSlave.health = -80>>
<</if>>
<<case "Hedonistic Decadence">>
@@ -357,6 +377,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she screams "Keep away from me! I don't want ever want to be a fat sow again!". She is thin and extremely muscular, a stark difference from the soft, chubby girl you used to know; she certainly doesn't think the same anymore, either.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 100>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "We have a problem, sir. This one is a fighter, she already broke one of our guy's jaw. We think she is tranq'd and restrained enough to bring in. Please be ready."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you sick fuck! I'll never be a cow again. DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!"
The mercenary captain is thrown back as she explodes her restraints, having been preparing to gag her. The rest of the troop center their weapons on her, forcing her to back down. She glares at you as the captain picks himself up and exits your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She grunts as she exits the office for the slave quarters, stopping in the doorway. "I'll be your slave, but you're going to be sorry.". With a hand on each doorframe, she rips it out of the wall. She lets out a single laugh while scowling at you. She is thin and extremely muscular, a stark difference from the soft, chubby girl you used to know; she certainly doesn't think the same anymore, either. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, given her hatred for you and her frightening strength.
@@ -372,6 +393,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she screams "Keep away from me! I don't want to be part of your cult!". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you crazy psycho! Making your own religion, blasphemous! You think yourself a proph-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future.
@@ -385,8 +407,10 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 15>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she hesitatingly approaches. Once she is close enough she prays "Please pardon this arcology...". While she looks the same as you remember, she certainly doesn't think the same anymore.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 40>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she drops to her knees and begins praying "Please pardon this arcologies sins! They know naught what they do!". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite a mouth on her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a mercy. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Be still, I'll lead your arcology to salvation. Place your faith in me and be sav-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you about that mouth. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the disappointed $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future, trying to preach her new faith.
@@ -402,6 +426,7 @@ Your hired mercenaries are en route now with your precious cargo.
<<elseif $rivalryDuration <= 20>>
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName shifts her weight back and forth, unsure of what to make of you. As you step forward, she quickly steps back. After several steps, she screams "Keep away from me! I don't want to be part of your crazy society!". While she looks the same as you remember, she definitely doesn't think the same anymore.
<<else>>
+ <<set $activeSlave.trust = 80>>
Your mercenaries radio you upon arrival. "This one's got quite some spunk in her, you better ready yourself. We're coming in now."
Upon seeing you, $activeSlave.slaveName's eyes fill with a distinct hatred. As you step forward, she stands her ground. After several steps, she shouts "Stay away from me, you crazy psycho! Remaking a fallen empire, madness! You think yourself a king-"
The mercenary captain quickly gags her, "My apologies, I did warn you she was a handful. Please be careful when you unbind her, she may try to do something stupid." He says, as he and his group exit your penthouse, leaving you with the enraged $activeSlave.slaveName. She looks the same as you remember, but she acts nothing like the girl you used to know. Odds are high that she'll cause problems for you in the future.
diff --git a/src/utility/descriptionWidgetsStyle.tw b/src/utility/descriptionWidgetsStyle.tw
index 03561615fa7..5d23d0066ee 100644
--- a/src/utility/descriptionWidgetsStyle.tw
+++ b/src/utility/descriptionWidgetsStyle.tw
@@ -3424,7 +3424,7 @@ $possessiveCap
<<if $activeSlave.anus > 3>>
gaping asshole can easily be discerned though $possessive panties.
<<else>>
- $possessiveCap panties completely hide $possessive asshole.
+ panties completely hide $possessive asshole.
<</if>>
<</if>>
<<case "a maternity dress">>
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