Changed religious references (e.g. "God")...

-Most characters reflexively use "oh my gosh" instead.
-Nikki/Nox are polytheists, and say "gods"
-Ana says "woof" and "oh my fuck" instead.
-Hollis's commands still use "oh god oh fuck"
-The "pantheon of animal gods" are no longer forgotten.

src/twee/story/bathroom/hazel-route.tw

@@ -47,7 +47,7 @@ There. Happy?
 * [[Don't stop!!]]
 
 :: Don't stop!!
-Okay! God.
+Okay! Gosh.
 
 You keep on... uh, touching yourself, for a while longer. Your heavy panting gets faster and faster, and little moans escape your lips.
 
@@ -245,7 +245,7 @@ You say you're being serious. If <%-s.hg?"he":"she"%> doesn't let you out you're
 :: Hazel: Digest.
 Hazel tentatively pokes <%-s.hg?"his":"her"%> stomach as it stops moving. <%-s.hg?"He":"She"%> shrugs, then drops <%-s.hg?"his":"her"%> pants and pees.
 
-"Oh god," <%-s.hg?"he":"she"%> sighs with relief. Finally, <%-s.hg?"he":"she"%> stands up, and walks out of the bathroom and back into the party.
+"Phew," <%-s.hg?"he":"she"%> sighs with relief. Finally, <%-s.hg?"he":"she"%> stands up, and walks out of the bathroom and back into the party.
 
 "Hoo-hoo!" says an owl, instantly noticing the bear's belly now poking out from underneath <%-s.hg?"his":"her"%> tank top. "Looks like somebody caught a snack! Anybody I know?"
 
@@ -255,7 +255,7 @@ The owl gazes back down at the bear's bloated belly, and suddenly looks distraug
 
 "Sorry sis, I *had* to." Hazel turns to whisper to the owl, "You'll never believe this, but I walked in on them *masturbating* in the bathroom. Like, they literally creamed their jeans right in front of me!"
 
-The owl snickers and grabs <%-s.hg?"him":"her"%> by the arm. "Hoo hoo hoo! Omigod, that's insane! C'mon, we gotta tell Basil."
+The owl snickers and grabs <%-s.hg?"him":"her"%> by the arm. "Hoo hoo hoo! Omigosh, that's insane! C'mon, we gotta tell Basil."
 
 ### The End.
 

src/twee/story/bathroom/hazel-vore-epilogue.tw

@@ -102,7 +102,7 @@ Wow, they were a bitch to push out, but they made my ass look fantastic. Oh well
 <b>gut.filler.19m</b> Eat me next please!
 
 
-<b>bigger.jb.21</b> god i'm glad that's not me.
+<b>bigger.jb.21</b> gods, i'm glad that's not me.
 
 </div>
 </div>

src/twee/story/living-room/grab_some_punch.tw

@@ -238,7 +238,7 @@ body {
   "I would be too if I was about to be eaten...",
   `<span class="byron">Because maybeeee...</span>`,
   "Oh dear, I spilled my drink all over you,,, Sorry,,,",  
-  "Omigod, did they just take off their top?",
+  "Omigosh, did they just take off their top?",
   s.rescuedKaia ? `<span class="mouse">Uh Hollis, you okay?</span>` : `<span class="byron">Damned drunken rutheads...</span>`,
   "I’d like a piece of that...",
   "Woah, back off dudes. Little dude’s had too much.",

src/twee/story/outside/ana-route.tw

@@ -116,7 +116,7 @@ For a little while, neither of you say anything. The two of you sit there in com
 
  Yeah, you say, the music's kinda loud.
 
-"Oh my god, I know, right? "I can't believe they're playing friggin' dubstep. Like, last century called?" She snorts as she laughs.
+"Woof, I know, right? "I can't believe they're playing friggin' dubstep. Like, last century called?" She snorts as she laughs.
 
 "I don't even know why I came here, honestly. It's just a bunch of horny rich college kids," she says, "-No offense." Ana looks over at you. "Why'd you even come here in the first place?"
 
@@ -461,7 +461,7 @@ You open your mouth to speak, but you accidentally swallow some of her stomach j
 :: ...Please let me out? [vore]
 Ana lets out an exasperated groan, but her masturbation doesn't stop.
 
-"Oh my god. I had literally *one* rule." She gives your body a firm pat, which makes you shudder. "I dunno how to put this politely Hollis, but you're just food now. You're my food, and I'm digesting you, end of discussion. Any further comments, your *majesty*?"
+"Oh my fuck. I literally had *one* rule!" She gives your body a firm pat, which makes you shudder. "Not sure how to put this politely Hollis, but you're just food now. You're my food, and I'm digesting you, end of discussion. Any further comments, your *majesty*?"
 
 You can only let out a small whimper.
 
@@ -479,7 +479,7 @@ Your pulse quickens as you feel Ana's stomach acids gradually filling up beneath
 :: Ana, please let me out! [vore]
 You scramble against the walls of Ana's belly, choking on enzymes and stomach fluid. Whatever limited air is left around you is being used up pretty fast. In response, Ana simply lets out a fierce, excited grunt as she pleasures herself. She's clearly approaching orgasm.
 
-You're now feeling woozy and light-headed, and massively regret offering yourself as a meal. In desperation, you yell out to get the hyena's attention, but she merely growls back, "Oh my god, do you ever stop whining?"
+You're now feeling woozy and light-headed, and massively regret offering yourself as a meal. In desperation, you yell out to get the hyena's attention, but she merely growls back, "Jeez, do you ever stop whining?"
 
 "Look," she grunts, "I'll let you out after I orgasm, okay? Just gimme a second. I'm so... freakin'... close...!!!"
 
@@ -492,7 +492,7 @@ Ana strokes herself faster and faster. Her eagerness even seems to increase as s
 
 Frantically, you begin to struggle with the last remaining bit of strength you have left. You kick and stretch and thrash against the thick stomach walls which imprison you. You struggle desperately, until you can no longer. Exhaustion and the lack of oxygen are rapidly creeping up on you.
 
-"Oh my *god*, Hollis, you're squirming sooo... good..." Ana's voice escalates in pitch.  "I'm gonna... fucking..."
+"Nf... Oh *fuck*, Hollis, you're squirming sooo... good..." Ana's voice escalates in pitch.  "I'm gonna... fucking..."
 
 You shut your eyes, as you begin to dissolve into oblivion. You decide to take... just a teeny tiny nap... until...
 
@@ -622,7 +622,7 @@ Ana parks and power-walks inside, her nose suddenly accosted by the thick stench
 
 :: Employee: Hi! [morning]
 <% s.previousCommand = "Hi! Welcome to-"; %>
-"Oh goddammit, *move*!" Ana shoves past the employee and makes a bee-line for the restroom doors.
+"Fucking *move*!" Ana shoves past the employee and makes a bee-line for the restroom doors.
 
 Like most public bathrooms, they're segregated by size, offering one stall labeled *gentlekind* (a traditional term for anthros taller than 7 feet), one marked *noblekind*, for anthros of medium height, and one marked *littlekind*, for those smaller than 4 feet. Some mixed-use establishments like airports will also have special *Tinykind* toilets, which are barely three inches tall, but it's rare to see one out in the suburbs.
 
@@ -677,7 +677,7 @@ Anticipating the worst, she pushes her claw down the handle to flush. The small
 
 "Shit," the hyena sighs, "Well, looks like you're Chet's problem now." She washes her paws, turns toward the door, and walks out with her tail held high, and a satisfied smile on her face.
 
-"I could really fucking go for some pizza..."
+"I could really fuck up some pizza..."
 
 ### The End.
 

src/twee/story/outside/zen-ending.tw

@@ -20,7 +20,7 @@ Having had your fill of stargazing, you stand up from the bench.
 * [[Go back to the foyer.|The Foyer.]]
 
 :: Comprehend the endless cosmos. [outside dreamy_3 stars zen]
-As you gaze out upon the swirling heavens, you start to make out the twelve constellations—symbols of a long-forgotten pantheon of animal gods. But instead, you imagine connecting the dots into a tree, and traversing across each winding branch until one by one, they abruptly end. You know the sky extends out into infinity, and yet, it all starts to feel... kind of small?
+As you gaze out upon the swirling heavens, you start to make out the twelve constellations—the symbols of a pantheon of animal gods. But instead, you imagine connecting the dots into a tree, and traversing across each winding branch until one by one, they abruptly end. You know the sky extends out into infinity, and yet, it all starts to feel... kind of small?
 
 You realize abruptly that no matter what you do at this party tonight, it's probably going to end with you getting seduced, swallowed, and digested. You won't save Reese. You won't go home safely afterward. You'll never finish your degree, or find a job, or integrate into adult society.
 

src/twee/story/upstairs/lacey-clif-route.tw

@@ -13,7 +13,7 @@ The third person, you realize, is your friend Reese. The guinea pig's head and s
 
 "Hollis!?" cries Reese.
 
-The horse swallowing Reese suddenly smiles. "Ohmigod, Holly!" You recognize her: it's Lacey Armstrong, the girl who had volunteered to tutor you in math.
+The horse swallowing Reese suddenly smiles. "Ohmigosh, Holly!" You recognize her: it's Lacey Armstrong, the girl who had volunteered to tutor you in math.
 
 * [[Do something!]]