Troves upon troves of fixes

AGentlemanCalledB/RexxyEvent.i7x

@@ -183,7 +183,7 @@ instead of conversing the Rex:
 					say ". As exhaustion begins to overtake you, you let yourself collapse atop Rex, your body filled with a pleasant cooling sensation, soothing the overwhelming lust and clearing your mind of his taint, drifting out of consciousness as the squirming canine, still tied to you by his knot, tries to pull himself free with a weak whine.";
 				attempttowait;
 				say "     As you awaken sometime later, the first thing you see is Karen looking down on you. Scrambling to your feet, you scan the room quickly, expecting Rex to be waiting to exact his revenge, but find the room empty save for the attractive female canine smiling at you. 'Calm down, he's gone,' Karen informs you as she steps closer. 'Went scampering out with his tail between his legs as soon as he was able to pull free.' Breathing a sigh of relief, you let your guard down for just a moment before finding yourself in Karen's embrace. Hugging you tightly, pressing her ample assets against your chest, Karen licks your cheek lightly before whispering her thanks in your ear. 'My mind is so much clearer since he left, I feel a little like myself again,' she says, releasing you from her warm hug. 'If you hadn't come along, I... I don't even want to think about how I might have ended up...'";
-				say "     Reaching out to wipe away the tear welling in her eye, you do your best to comfort the poor girl. Leaning into your hand, a smile creeps across Karen's face. 'Thank you,' she says again quietly. 'Do you think... I could come with you? I can't stay here in case Rex comes back, but I don't know if I would fare any better against the other monsters out there. Please?' Wiping the fresh tear from her fac,e you consider her request for a moment and come to the same conclusion, she's far too vulnerable right now to leave alone, and so you agree to bring her with you.";
+				say "     Reaching out to wipe away the tear welling in her eye, you do your best to comfort the poor girl. Leaning into your hand, a smile creeps across Karen's face. 'Thank you,' she says again quietly. 'Do you think... I could come with you? I can't stay here in case Rex comes back, but I don't know if I would fare any better against the other monsters out there. Please?' Wiping the fresh tear from her face, you consider her request for a moment and come to the same conclusion, she's far too vulnerable right now to leave alone, and so you agree to bring her with you.";
 				say "     With an excited squeal, she pulls you in for another quick hug before dashing around the house to collect a small bag of supplies. After gathering your own things and preparing to head out, you pause for a moment, considering finding and bringing that strange bone with you, but when a quick glance around the room doesn't reveal it, you decide it's probably best to leave it behind anyway.'";
 				now Retriever Girl is tamed;
 				say "     (The Retriever Girl is now tamed! You can make her your active pet by typing [bold type][link]pet Retriever Girl[end link][roman type] and initiate sex with her while active by typing [bold type][link]fuck Retriever Girl[end link][roman type]. You can see all the pets you have tamed with the [bold type][link]pet[end link][roman type] command. Pets will lower the xp you gain from battle, but can gain levels themselves to be more useful in a scrap. Want to get rid of a pet? Use [bold type][link]pet dismiss[end link][roman type], or just [bold type][link]dismiss[end link][roman type])[line break]";
@@ -396,7 +396,7 @@ to say DogBoneScene3m:
 	say "     You are struck with a moment of clarity, realizing even your own self image is beginning to shift towards that of a retriever bitch, but despite this resistance you are soon overwhelmed again by the need burning within you, and you find yourself howling in pleasure as you drive the canine cock into yourself.";
 	say "     With one final, powerful thrust, you push the entire length of the canine shaft into yourself, hilting the handle against your cheeks[if cocks of player > 0] and pushing you over the edge into the ecstasy of orgasm, your own twitching member unleashing your hot, thick seed into the air[end if]. As you bask in the afterglow of your [if cocks of player > 0]climax[else]fun[end if], you feel the warm tingling throughout your body intensify, the retriever infection working rapidly to reshape your body to match your new self image, washing away the last of your concerns about this wonderful bone in the process.";
 	attempttowait;
-	say "     After you come to your senses some time late,r you can't help but wonder how that other silly bitch could have let this wonderful bone slip from her grasp while you clean up and gather your things. It's definitely the best toy you've ever had, you tell yourself, admiring your perfect new retriever body as you slip the toy back into your bag and head back out into to the city.";
+	say "     After you come to your senses some time later, you can't help but wonder how that other silly bitch could have let this wonderful bone slip from her grasp while you clean up and gather your things. It's definitely the best toy you've ever had, you tell yourself, admiring your perfect new retriever body as you slip the toy back into your bag and head back out into to the city.";
 
 to say DogBoneScene4f:
 	say "     You begin panting eagerly when you realize you have another free moment to play with your favorite sextoy. By the time you've stripped off your clothes and dug the bone from your bag, you already feel the familiar warmth filling your body.";

Aureas Gigas/Dmitri the Peacock.i7x

@@ -54,7 +54,7 @@ Instead of resolving a Captivating Plumage:
 		now Peacocked is 2; [handjob completed]
 	else if Peacocked is 2: [previously gave Dmitri a handjob]
 		say "     As you walk through the streets of the high rise district, you somehow find yourself heading back to the antique store. Remembering how you lost volition of your hand last time, you wonder just how much control you had in arriving at this place. Despite your wariness, you can't help but knock on the rear door. You hear the sounds of taloned footsteps on hardwood floor, then the clanks of the chains unlocking the door. Beckoning you inside, the peacock guides you to a pair of soft leather chairs and invites you to sit in one. The chair squeaks as you take a seat. Opening a small oaken chest, the blue and green feathered shopkeeper grabs a small water bottle inside and hands it to you. Taking a seat on the chair facing you, the avian states, 'I've just realized that despite our... interactions, I still haven't introduced myself. My name's Dmitri, welcome to my humble shop. It looks a lot better since you came around...'";
-		say "     As the two of you start a casual discussion on the conditions of life in the post-nanite infection city, you learn how Dmitri was given ownership of the store from the previous owner. Gazing with a wistful look in his eyes, he says, 'She said I was the only one she ever knew who appreciated what these old things mean to society. It's why I bring the items here. All this history and craftsmanship could be wiped out in a second, either broken ina  pile of rubble from some infected fighting, or ruined by various substances like that wyvern goop or all the cum coating almost every place in the city. I'd rather these works of art be with people who will take good care of them.' While you do admit this rationale does seem admirable, it doesn't hurt that he will probably get a decent amount of money if things ever get resolved and he can sell what he stole. Once you have finished your water, the peacock guides you through a tour of his shop.";
+		say "     As the two of you start a casual discussion on the conditions of life in the post-nanite infection city, you learn how Dmitri was given ownership of the store from the previous owner. Gazing with a wistful look in his eyes, he says, 'She said I was the only one she ever knew who appreciated what these old things mean to society. It's why I bring the items here. All this history and craftsmanship could be wiped out in a second, either broken in a pile of rubble from some infected fighting, or ruined by various substances like that wyvern goop or all the cum coating almost every place in the city. I'd rather these works of art be with people who will take good care of them.' While you do admit this rationale does seem admirable, it doesn't hurt that he will probably get a decent amount of money if things ever get resolved and he can sell what he stole. Once you have finished your water, the peacock guides you through a tour of his shop.";
 		WaitLineBreak;
 		say "     Passing by the halberd-wielding suit of armor you saw previously, the avian notes where your eyes gaze and states, 'I got that piece from a person who lives in town. I wonder how Bain is doing nowadays...' Walking by a counter covered with aged knick-knacks and miscellaneous items, the confident shopkeeper boasts how he was able to charm some debutante into selling all these items for about a 1/4th of what they actually were worth. Picking up a golden mirror, Dmitri hands it to you. While you look in the mirror at your [facename of player], the fowl starts going on about the history of the piece. You catch a small glint in his eye as he says in a seemingly off-the-cuff way, 'Please do be careful with that precious antique - I would just hate if slipped out of your fingers...' As if on cue, your hands begin to feel shaky and the mirror falls out of your hand and onto the ground, scattering the glass all over the floor. Embarrassed, you pick up a small broom and dustpan and start sweeping up the pieces.";
 		say "     Getting down on your knees, you are able to brush up all the pieces of broken glass off of the floor. Shamefully you dump the shards into the garbage can. When you turn your head back, you see the peacock playing with the golden frame in his hands. With a teasing tone, Dmitri says, 'Such a shame that this got ruined... it was pretty... and so very, very expensive. You'll have to work hard to pay for breaking it...' The fact that the avian's dick is alread half-hard is a very strong hint as to what is required as compensation. Your mind seems to brush off any possible alternatives for restitution. Patting the top of your head, the green and blue feathered male guides your lips to the tapered tip of his cock. As your tongue begins to lick the tip of his shaft, it tastes irresistible. You can't quite pin down the taste, but something about it makes you want more.";