It keeps growing a plot :[

You take her health down enough and reach phase two, which starts after she suddenly stops and grunts through birthing a baby.

She needs to protect her baby from you, so she now stays in one spot - very easy to deal ranged damage, or get in quick for a flurry and then back away.

Third phase starts when you make her birth another one. She tips over onto her back after being protectively hunched over, furiously pushes out her second baby - she can still do a sweeping attack, but more often than not it arcs up instead of across the field where the player might be.

Fourth phase is almost laughable, and it can end one of two ways: you can do "damage" to the babies and their mother (easy, their models are basically on top of each other) and obliterate the rest of her health, or you can wait for the target spot to appear on her.

And it's true! The only thing they can't change about me is my great big belly. I'm quite barrel shaped around the middle.

Imagine the heart attack I give my owner when I'm unusually temperamental all day on a trail ride, and I go into very sudden labor, my waters breaking and my middle contracting hard, my tail arcing up as I scream and try to heave out my overdue foal - the pregnancy having lasted longer than it should have because of how stressful my previous living conditions were.

You then get a different view of what's going on inside them: the egg trying to pop out of their ovary, which you successfully watch it do.

When the game "pulls back" you're like "what's wrong?", and they're like "hah, hah, uh, nothing - just a weird ache. Let's keep going." Or whatever.

There would be guides you could find to help you time sex with them (if you haven't progressed the romance into the actual romance, and past a certain point for that as well, there's a walk-through for how to rape them [and a walkthrough for the dialogue tree to manipulate them into forgiving you]), because there's a very limited time of day each day, for a certain number of days after ovulation, during when you can impregnate them.

You commissioned a gigh-end, art toy, latex "plushie" - the sort of very expensive and limited edition companion that is meant to sit on display undisturbed, un-cuddled. You designed it to have a weighted pregnant belly - not too heavy, not-too big, even - just enough to be a novelty for guests to get a kick out of it.

One day you're sitting in your office, and you hear the squeeking pulling noises of latex being manipukaed with force. Your plushie is very well behaved, not the kind to hop of its display, so you go in search of the noise, hoping your dog hasnt decided today is the day to start chewing on it.

You're stunned when you find your, again, not for sex, expensive, trophy toy, on the ground making all sorts of creaking sounds of alarm as it flails and strains, pushing something out of its perfectly molded pussy, something that looks like those squishy toys you used to be able to finger and squeeze so the case would go translucent, and you could see the glittery fluid inside it.

Taking your partner with you to date night with your boyfriend, everyone has a nice time at dinner and then you all have sex together, excited that primary partner (who is a little shy) is enjoying themself so much. Wow! No regrets! What a nice romp. Stamp of approval for small group sex.

Nine months later your partner asks you to be Extra Sweet to them all day because they feel shitty, and youre in the kitchen fixing then a warm conforting bowl meal, hoping theyre okay and about to get their period because theyte you can hear them making the kind of groans they make when they get the Bad period cramps.

You grimace in sympathy but oherwise ignore it, intent on snuggling warmth into them to combat the pain, and by the time you pop back into the den you nearly drop the bowl in shock because your partner has pulled down their joggers, has one foot up on the couch, and is arching and squirming like theyre possessed, and you can see why when you rush around to help them - there is a very obvious head bobbing in and out of your partner's body.