{"id":"tbhmte","deleted":false,"future_paste":false,"expired":false,"language":"text","created_at":"2024-09-16 20:20:00","expires_at":null,"content":"\/\/\/\/\/\/Isabella's messy appearance and pregnancy text\r\n\/\/\/\/Original (this is for context and so coder knows where this is in the code)\r\nprotected function isabellasAppearance():void {\r\n\t\tclearOutput();\r\n\t\tif (isabellaScene.pregnancy.isPregnant) {\r\n\t\t\tswitch (isabellaScene.pregnancy.event) {\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 0: \/\/Just in case\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 1:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. Isabella's top is sheer, white silk that barely hides anything from you, least of all her exotic, quad-tipped nipples. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time. Very little has changed since you two decided to have a child. Despite the fact that Isabella is off her birth controlling herbs, \");\r\n\t\t\t\t\tif (player.cumQ() >= 500) outputText(DESC_APPEAR_PLAYER_HIGH_CUMQ);\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(DESC_APPEAR_NO_EVENTS_FOR_PREG_TYPE);\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 2:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(DESC_APPEAR_EVENT_FIRST_STAGE_PREGNANT);\r\n\t\t\t\t\tif (player.lib >= 60) outputText(DESC_APPEAR_PLAYER_HIGH_LIBIDO);\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"Several times you've asked her if she is okay but she assures you it is just swollen ankles. Isabella's top is sheer, white silk that barely hides anything from you, least of all her exotic, quad-tipped nipples, and what you hope is a new slightly protruding baby bump. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time.\");\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 3:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. Isabella's top is sheer, white silk that clings tightly to her distended stomach and hides almost nothing from you, least of all her exotic, quad-tipped nipples. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color except for her cheeks which are now constantly flushed. In your peripheral vision you swear she is constantly eying you. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time.\");\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 4:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. There is an uneasiness in her gait due to, what you can only assume, is a shift in balance because of the new precious cargo she carries. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. Isabella's top is sheer, white silk and is having trouble containing her nicely rounded belly. You aren't sure but you would swear her breasts are swelling up as well. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time. Every once in a while her hands fly up to rub her temples to soothe her returning headaches.\");\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 5:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. She can walk now without too much trouble, you must admit she carries children well. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. Isabella's top cannot contain her large tummy which pops out slightly underneath. Your throat feels a little parched looking at the consistently wet stains near her quad tipped nipples. It would seem that her pregnancy has increased her already potent milk production. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. You cannot help but feel bad when you see her flinch from a cramp making it's way through her body. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time.\");\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 6:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. Isabella's top is made of a fine silk, and it clings tightly to her recently expanded bosom and stomach. Unfortunately for the once exquisite garment, the cow-girls increased lactation has stained the white blouse. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. You often find yourself avoiding her gaze. You remember hearing about mothers back in Ingnam going through mood swings but nothing could have prepared you for this! It seems as though when she isn't yelling at you, she's smothering you. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time.\");\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 7:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. You're surprised she's managed to retain her figure with how much more she's been eating lately. You make a mental note to check on your food stores later when you hear her stomach growl again. Isabella's top is made of a fine silk and once had a pure white color that contrasted nicely with her skin. Now the fragile thing looks like its about to split in two! Her breasts are barely contained by the straining garment, and her belly almost completely pops out underneath it, the bovine braud allowing her top to ride over the swell of her stomach to prevent it from tearing apart. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. A fine layer of sweat clings to her brow despite the fact that it is relatively cool outside. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time.\");\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 8:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"Isabella seems to sleep a lot more nowadays. It seems her pregnancy has had quite a large drain on her energy. The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall, when standing. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. Isabella no longer wears her fine silk shirt, not wanting to damage it any further. Her impressive bust sways ever so slightly whenever she moves and her nipples have perked up because of the cool air. She is constantly caressing the heavy load of her rounded belly and occasionally casts a glance your way. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. Struck across the woman's face is a look of pure satisfaction and bliss. It seems despite all the hardships she couldn't be happier. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time.\");\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 9:\r\n\t\t\t\tcase 10:\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(DESC_APPEAR_EVENT_LAST_STAGE_PREGNANT);\r\n\t\t\t\t\tbreak;\r\n\t\t\t\tdefault: \/\/Failsafe\r\n\t\t\t\t\toutputText(\"The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. Isabella's top is sheer, white silk that barely hides anything from you, least of all her exotic, quad-tipped nipples. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time.\");\r\n\t\t\t}\r\n\t\t}\r\n\t\telse {\r\n\t\t\toutputText(DESC_APPEAR_EVENT_NOT_PREGNANT);\r\n\/\/\/Edit. There's a lot of copy-pasting of text here, but I'll let a coder decide if something needs changing about that. Just edit the height display all 12 times in the file to\r\n[if (metric) {two and a quarter meters|seven and a half feet}]\r\n\/\/Remove DESC_APPEAR_PLAYER_HIGH_CUMQ and just put the text there directly, what the fuck. \r\n\/\/\/\/callForFollowerIsabella. The >current< screen you get when you just approach her as a follower\r\noutputText(\"You get Isabella's attention and call the busty cow-girl your way. She seems a bit consternated as she breaks away from her previous task, but as she closes in towards you, she's all smiles. You're given plenty of time to appreciate the curvaceous beauty's body while she ambles over.[pg]\");\r\noutputText(\"The cow-girl is about seven and a half feet tall. Instead of feet, she has hooves, complete with fur that grows part-way up her legs. Her olive skirt only covers the upper portion of her dusky, spotted thighs, and it flares out deliciously from her swaying hips. Isabella's top is sheer, white silk that barely hides anything from you, least of all her exotic, quad-tipped nipples. Unlike most of the rest of her, her face is not spotted with dark and white patches. Instead it is pure, unbroken chocolate in color. Two small, bovine horns sprout from her head, emerging from the tangle of her unruly, red curls. She even has a pair of cow ears that flick back and forth from time to time.[pg]\");\r\nif (nursingCheck()) {\r\n\tif (isabellaScene.totalIsabellaChildren() == 1) outputText(\"In her arms is your beloved baby \" + isabellaScene.getIsabellaChildGender() + \", resting after recently feeding.\");\r\n\telse outputText(\"In her arms is one of your beloved children, resting after recently feeding.\");\r\n}\r\nelse {\r\n\toutputText(\"Isabella \");\r\n\tif (player.tallness < 72) outputText(\"picks you up in her arms and embraces you with a crushing hug, nearly burying you in her boobflesh before she lets you go.\");\r\n\telse outputText(\"gives you a crushing hug, smashing her tits flat against your body.\");\r\n}\r\noutputText(\" She says, [saystart]\");\r\nif (isabellaAccent()) outputText(\"Hi [name]! Vat do you need from Izabella?\");\r\nelse outputText(\"Hiya [name]! Anything I can help you with?\");\r\noutputText(\"[sayend]\");\r\n\tif (player.hasCock()) {\r\n\tif (player.shortestCockLength() > isabellaScene.tinyPenis()) {\r\n\t\toutputText(\"[pg]Sadly, you're too big for Isabella to be interested in providing you with morning blowjobs.\");\r\n\t}\r\n\telse {\r\n\t\tif (flags[kFLAGS.ISABELLA_BLOWJOBS_DISABLED] == 0) {\r\n\t\toutputText(\"[pg]You could ask Isabella not to suck you off in the morning. (In Sex Menu)\");\r\n\t\t}\r\n\t\telse {\r\n\t\t\toutputText(\"[pg]You could ask Isabella to give you blowjobs in the morning. (In Sex Menu)\");\r\n\t\t}\r\n\t}}\r\n\/\/\/Edit. Remove appearance from approach, we don't need it copied since the [Appearance] button exists. Add the many pregnancy stage lines to this approach screen instead, so the player at a glance knows what's up. Just copied the few small differences from the many copy-pastes of otherwise the same text in the appearance page.\r\nYou get Isabella's attention and call the busty cow-girl your way. She seems a bit flustered as she breaks away from her previous task, but as she closes in towards you, she's all smiles.[if (lust>33 or high libido) { You're given plenty of time to appreciate the curvaceous beauty's body while she ambles over.}][if (not taking herbs and not pregnant yet) { Very little has changed since you two decided to have a child, despite the fact that Isabella is off her birth controlling herbs.}][if (stage 1 preg) { She seems to be spending more time sitting on her plump derriere. You've asked if she's alright, but she has dismissed it as merely swollen ankles.}][if (stage 2 preg) { In your peripheral vision you swear she is constantly eyeing you.}][if (stage 3 preg) { There is an uneasiness in her gait due to, what you can only assume, is a shift in balance because of the new precious cargo she carries. She also rubs her temples from time to time to soothe her recurring headaches.}][if (stage 4 preg) { Her top cannot contain the large tummy which pops out slightly underneath. Your throat feels a little parched looking at the consistently wet stains near her quad tipped nipples. It would seem that her pregnancy has increased her already potent milk production.}][if (stage 5 preg) { You often find yourself better off avoiding her gaze as you wander your campsite. Mothers back in Ingnam experienced mood swings and the transformations have not made Isabella much different; it seems as though when she isn't yelling at you, she's smothering you, but she's calm enough for the moment.}][if (stage 6 preg) { Her breasts are barely contained by her straining blouse, and her belly completely pops out underneath it--the bovine broad allowing her top to ride over the swell of her stomach to prevent it from tearing apart. A fine layer of sweat clings to her brow.}][if (stage 7 preg) { She seems to sleep a lot more nowadays; it seems her pregnancy has had quite a large drain on her energy. Despite this, she maintains an expression of satisfaction as she constantly caresses her pregnant belly, lost in the bliss of motherhood.}][if (last stage preg) { The large woman's knees shake slightly as she walks. You find yourself staring at the bovine's large, exposed bust as it shifts with every breath, her poor exotic nipples slowly leaking out milk in a constant trickle that leaves her melon-like belly glazed and slick, already prepared to feed your offspring. Isabella seems to be suffering chronic bouts of pain--mock contractions, perhaps?--but still manages to smile when you look her way. You don't think it'll be long now.}]\r\n\/\/And then just keep the nursing checks and everything below that the same.\r\n\/\/\/\/\/IsabellaTakesOviElixir\r\noutputText(\"(Placeholder) You give a bottle of Ovi Elixir to Isabella. She ingests the contents inside.\");\r\n\/\/\/Edit\r\n\/\/First time (never repeated)\r\nYou offer Isabella a bottle of ovi elixir, mentioning it will quicken the development of the baby. Hesitation covers her face. [if (isabellaAccent) {[say: Is zis okay? Izabella does not want to mutate child...]|[say: Is this okay? I don't want to mutate our child...]}] As you understand it, the elixir is safe, and you assure her as much. The bovine holds the bottle still for a few moments before accepting and drinking it in a single chug. She's still human, fundamentally, so you're not sure how much time you really shaved off.\r\n\/\/Second time. The original writer did not intend the option to be usable multiple times in the same pregnancy. Let's change that, though.\r\nYou offer Isabella another bottle of the pregnancy-shortening elixir, and she looks at it as she takes it in her hand. [say: Again?] she asks. You'd like to see your baby sooner rather than later. [say: Mm,] she replies, perhaps in two minds about seeing her baby sooner versus a longer and more natural pregnancy. Nevertheless, she chugs the fluid down without issue.\r\n\/\/Subsequent times.\r\nYou take a bottle of ovi elixir from your [pouch] and hand it to Isabella. She accepts it and takes a single mighty swig, emptying the contents immediately. The bovine rubs her belly contently, perhaps feeling the growth spurt happen."}