Could be also "You cum, too, in a pool of Azra's cum", as in, you're cooming on where she coomed, too
Typos and Etc 2: Electric Boogaloo!
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I checked that, but based on context, the PC is regaining consciousness after passing out from pleasure.
Two more errors I discovered with the yinglet TF.
First, to add to what was said before about breast size reduction, even without lactation, it reduces breast size down to flat. It should stop at C-cup.
Also, the dud/you can't TF anymore message seems MIA. Dunno if that's related to the breast issue or separate.
First, to add to what was said before about breast size reduction, even without lactation, it reduces breast size down to flat. It should stop at C-cup.
Also, the dud/you can't TF anymore message seems MIA. Dunno if that's related to the breast issue or separate.
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Typo in Shekka pregnancy. Unless there's a real clipping issue in TiTS, this should be on, not in.
An abrupt shifting in the weight of your belly causes you to orgasm on the spot! You collapse under the weight of your pregnant pleasure and writhe in the ground until it subsides.
An abrupt shifting in the weight of your belly causes you to orgasm on the spot! You collapse under the weight of your pregnant pleasure and writhe in the ground until it subsides.
Very end of the new Azra expedition, back at the ship. We've got some repeated text here.
Neither you nor the siren care that you’re both still slick with sweat from the expedition; your bodies need each other now. One moment, your lips are upon hers for a searing kiss; the next, her clothes are on the floor, as if she was never dressed to begin with, and you and Azra start to act as if possessed by a sexual frenzy. Neither you nor the siren care that you’re both still slick with sweat from the expedition; your bodies need each other now.
Neither you nor the siren care that you’re both still slick with sweat from the expedition; your bodies need each other now. One moment, your lips are upon hers for a searing kiss; the next, her clothes are on the floor, as if she was never dressed to begin with, and you and Azra start to act as if possessed by a sexual frenzy. Neither you nor the siren care that you’re both still slick with sweat from the expedition; your bodies need each other now.
At the end of the scene in the bedroom after Azra's Myrellion expedition. We're missing a "cock" here. Or dick. Or something. Not sure if it's a missing word or a parser failure.
pulling out your soft tapered and secretly marvelling as you watch a trickle of semi-clear cum ooze out of her pussy.
pulling out your soft tapered and secretly marvelling as you watch a trickle of semi-clear cum ooze out of her pussy.
Found this during the fight with the Deck 13 robots. Not sure what's going on here? Are there three attacks or just two? Did I dodge the last one or was I hit?
Amid several other drones lighting you up, one steps to the forefront, its laser pistol glowing red-hot as it charges up a power shot!
You manage to avoid the security droid C’s laser beam.
You manage to avoid the security droid C’s laser beam. You stagger back as the heavy laser bolt slams into your chest, burning into your defenses and leaving you smoking like a sausage! Your shield crackles but holds. (S: −33)
Amid several other drones lighting you up, one steps to the forefront, its laser pistol glowing red-hot as it charges up a power shot!
You manage to avoid the security droid C’s laser beam.
You manage to avoid the security droid C’s laser beam. You stagger back as the heavy laser bolt slams into your chest, burning into your defenses and leaving you smoking like a sausage! Your shield crackles but holds. (S: −33)
Theres a weired thing going on with the ardia syri worship scene where the text from the previous scene was copy pasted over. take a look and youll see what i mean.
Hopefully all fixed for the next release, up to this point.
I've made it output a new line to make it clear, but the first two misses are from the "drones lighting you up", whereas the final hit is from the charged "power shot".
Found this during a bout of autofellatio. Should probably be "its" instead of "theirs"? At least, when talking about a singular prostate (or testicle, should the PC only have one).
Sloppy squishes accompany your frenzied strokes as you bring yourself closer to the peak, courting your prostate to finally give up their hidden treasure.
Found another issue, missing space here.
There’s no time to pull off, not when you were that distracted by the pleasure.Thick, juicy waves roll onto your tongue, enough to fill your mouth.
Sloppy squishes accompany your frenzied strokes as you bring yourself closer to the peak, courting your prostate to finally give up their hidden treasure.
Found another issue, missing space here.
There’s no time to pull off, not when you were that distracted by the pleasure.Thick, juicy waves roll onto your tongue, enough to fill your mouth.
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Night two of Nastizia's competition. We've got some doubled text.
Each one has a small metal tube lying upon it. Each one has a small metal tube lying upon it. Nastizia picks one up, her voice echoing along the large, bare room as she twists the device around in her delicate fingers.
Each one has a small metal tube lying upon it. Each one has a small metal tube lying upon it. Nastizia picks one up, her voice echoing along the large, bare room as she twists the device around in her delicate fingers.
Also of note is the victory text of this encounter getting crunched up good against the text from before the battle. Clearing the display and showing only the aftermath text would be best, but at minimum a line break is needed to separate the last paragraph of the intro from the first paragraph of the outro.
The white handkerchief floats delicately downwards. As absurd as all this is, your mouth is dry and your heart is pounding. You hold guard against Riya, not moving a muscle, not making a sound. It’s so quiet you actually hear the fabric when it drifts onto the marble. Both of you raise your blades and leap into action.Riya is drenched in sweat now, wheezing for breath; you’ve run the athletic woman ragged. It’s the easiest thing in the galaxy to feint one way, and when she throws a tired block that way to come in from the other and tap her sword-hand with your blade. Her blue plasma foil drops crackling and sparking to the floor.
The white handkerchief floats delicately downwards. As absurd as all this is, your mouth is dry and your heart is pounding. You hold guard against Riya, not moving a muscle, not making a sound. It’s so quiet you actually hear the fabric when it drifts onto the marble. Both of you raise your blades and leap into action.Riya is drenched in sweat now, wheezing for breath; you’ve run the athletic woman ragged. It’s the easiest thing in the galaxy to feint one way, and when she throws a tired block that way to come in from the other and tap her sword-hand with your blade. Her blue plasma foil drops crackling and sparking to the floor.
Nastizia's blowjob scene after a second victory. This is less an error and more of a suggestion, though perhaps it may be considered an error. Would be best to avoid using "salt" here and instead reference Steele's cum type directly. For instance, I always go for sugar glaze, so my Steele's cum is sweet, not salty.
and then she slides back, little pink slip of a tongue lapping at the salt and musk left on her lips.
and then she slides back, little pink slip of a tongue lapping at the salt and musk left on her lips.
Breeding Nastizia, think we're missing a word here. Tried rereading the sentence a few times, but I am convinced we need an "as" or "when" in between here.
But when you nibble on the cool tip of her ear she grasps you a little tighter, and she exhales and tenses beneath you run your fingers up the back of her neck, glittering scales rasping against your fur.
But when you nibble on the cool tip of her ear she grasps you a little tighter, and she exhales and tenses beneath you run your fingers up the back of her neck, glittering scales rasping against your fur.
With my usual CYA disclaimer that I could be wrong, it would seem that in this case the intent is "plane" like a flat surface, rather than a grassland. Once again, breeding Nastizia.
With all the masterfulness you can muster you reposition yourself so that her thighs are spread almost on a plain (kaithrit are wonderfully flexible creatures) and that you are hilt-deep in her silken squeeze; then you mating press her into her own ornate bedspread, moving now with the passion of a long-denied stud.
With all the masterfulness you can muster you reposition yourself so that her thighs are spread almost on a plain (kaithrit are wonderfully flexible creatures) and that you are hilt-deep in her silken squeeze; then you mating press her into her own ornate bedspread, moving now with the passion of a long-denied stud.
Still breeding Nastizia. I believe this quotation mark wandered in by accident. While I get the idea, the time is not owned by those months. While we're at it, consider changing the 3 to three.
Not unlike what she will look like in 3 months’ time.
Not unlike what she will look like in 3 months’ time.
Pregnant sex with Selarith, just after telling her and Teyaal about my nursery. Based on the lines here, there's a bit of confusion about which one of us is pregnant. Selarith is, my Steele is not.
She’s got you there... but you’ve definitely got her where it really matters: even when you take your hand away, her dick stands straight upright, bobbing with the beat of her heart while you rise up on your knees, pulling your gear off and giving the dragon-slut a good look at your tight backdoor. You let your hands run over your stomach, too, showing off exactly what Sela’s already done to you. Even your huffy dragoness can’t help but smile, putting her hands on yours and caressing the gravid egg-bump.
She’s got you there... but you’ve definitely got her where it really matters: even when you take your hand away, her dick stands straight upright, bobbing with the beat of her heart while you rise up on your knees, pulling your gear off and giving the dragon-slut a good look at your tight backdoor. You let your hands run over your stomach, too, showing off exactly what Sela’s already done to you. Even your huffy dragoness can’t help but smile, putting her hands on yours and caressing the gravid egg-bump.
Still riding Selarith at the Love Hotel on Zheng Shi. This time, the scene has lost track of our location.
Once you get a taste of that pleasure, there’s no stopping you: you start riding the dragon-girl hard, bouncing on her dick until the sounds of fur slamming into scales echoes throughout the steamy jungle.
Once you get a taste of that pleasure, there’s no stopping you: you start riding the dragon-girl hard, bouncing on her dick until the sounds of fur slamming into scales echoes throughout the steamy jungle.