RagingPython

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About RagingPython

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  • Birthday 08/14/2000

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  • My pronouns are..
    she/her

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    Cuddling
    Sadism / Masochism
    Tomboys

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  1. RagingPython

    Ane Chijo Max Heart [EP02] - Omorashi Scene

    Yes please.
  2. RagingPython

    How Awesome Will It Be To Have An Omorashi Anime

    I feel like there’s enough of us for that to work, but it’d be difficult to find a story we could all agree on. You have people like me who like long stories with lots of dialogue and romance and all sorts of other crap with omo as a background element that shows up occasionally and become the main focus at the end, but you also have people who just like the wetting, and then there’s people who are into controlling others and that kind of thing. There’s also those absolute F̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶w̶e̶i̶r̶d̶o̶s̶ perfectly normal people who are into nappies.
  3. RagingPython

    A random anime question

    Not really sure. Maybe Kanon (2006) because I love the setting and for best girl Shiori Misaka.
  4. RagingPython

    Waifus/Husbandos

    Shiori Misaka from Kanon is the only anime girl I’ve cared about
  5. RagingPython

    Kemono Friends

    You’re right. I think the black coloured ground is just badly drawn shadows from her legs, but it does look like her pants are wet.
  6. Although it’s not going to have an omorashi content I expect, I know there are quite a few people who read my fanfictions and I bet at least 1 person on this forum would be interested in my writing style enough to read the first few chapters of this at least. Here’s a link, any feedback is welcome.
  7. RagingPython

    6÷2(2+1)

    Yeah, that’s 1. I was taught to use BIDMAS. (Brackets, Indices, Division, Multiplication, Addition, Subtraction.) Using this system, it’s 1.
  8. RagingPython

    Boobs or Butts?

    Boobs.
  9. So this isn’t really anything to do with this forum, but judging by the reactions to the fanfictions I’ve written I expect some people would be interested in seeing some of my writing outside of omorashi fanfiction. I’ve actually started working on writing a novel after rediscovering my love for writing and I thought I’d link it for here for any of those people.

    https://www.wattpad.com/story/181439644-the-astounding-adventures-of-catherine-elizabeth

  10. Sorry for not updating yesterday, I got distracted dismantling, repairing and rebuilding 2 of my 1970’s Alarm Clock Radios. I nearly forgot today as well as I dismantled my CRT television so I could try and correct the overscan, but luckily I finished that before now so I can do some writing today. Chapter 3: It was right as I left lesson 3 with my crush, Dantina, when I realised how bad things had gotten; I could still hold it but it was much less comfortable, and I had to fidget my legs around to handle the urge. It was harder to focus on the work when I eventually arrived in lesson 4, which was History. I normally love History, but I couldn’t take my mind off of my bladder very easily. I wanted to give in and just ask the teacher if I could go, the one I had was really good and would probably say yes, not that a ‘no’ would prevent me from leaving, but I stayed strong, knowing I could take it until at least lunch time was over. By the end of lesson 4, I was fidgeting much harder and considered crossing my legs. I hurriedly left at the end, forgetting that no matter how fast I was I still wouldn’t be using the bathroom. I had to fill up my bottle of water again at lunch, and the sound of the water machine pouring liquid into my bottle made my bladder to ache and strain as the sound forced my mind to imagine flowing waterways and rivers. I had hoped that I could just slip out of the canteen once I’d refilled my bottle and find somewhere nice and quiet to read a book while listening to my vintage 1980’s Portable Transistor Radio, hopefully giving me some time to relax and try to forget about the growing pressure within me, but I ran into Dantina as I tried to leave. ”Hi!” she said to me. ”H-hi!” I replied back, my voice slightly unsteady as the surprise of encountering my crush seemed to shake my bladder. ”Do you have any plans for lunch today?” ”N-no! N-nothing... I just wanted to r-read a book somewhere s-secluded.” I said, feeling my bladder settle and my heart start to race. ”Sounds like a nice idea. Do you mind if I join you?” The idea of spending lunch with my crush was nearly too much for my bladder, and I felt it bulge as the exiting prospect distracted me. ”O-okay! If it’s just us, then I-I guess...” ”Good!” said Dantina, and she followed me. She looked kind of uncomfortable as we walked past the toilets, and she slowed down a little and looked towards them, but she then sped up again and followed me the rest of the way too a nice place I’d found in the corner of the courtyard area, far away from the places where people group up and loiter. I sat down on a bench, and Dantina followed me a moment later. I got out my radio and tuned it to Radio 2. Dantina was surprised to see such an old radio being used, and I shocked her even more when I revealed about my collection of 1970’s Radio Alarm Clocks. We then both got books out and read them together. I was reading Enid Blyton’s incredible book; The Secret Island, a childhood favourite of mine and Dantina was reading some romance novel I’ve forgotten the title of. I almost forgot about the amount of liquid weighing down my bladder during this, as my mind was mostly focused on Dantina and the book I was reading. But, despite this I could feel the urge getting stronger and I was fidgeting throughout the 40-minute break. Interestingly though, I noticed Dantina started to fidget as well shortly after we sat down, and she moved later to sit in a position where her legs were bent around each other into a cross shape. Normally, I’d have completely missed this and if I did notice I would’ve pretended I hadn’t, but I’d recently discovered my fetish and was starting to understand it a bit more, and my own bulging bladder had me considerably more turned on than usual, so I noticed it and decided to ask her about it. ”Are y-you alright? D-do you need the b-bathroom?” I said, my voice shaking as a result of my situation and also my embarrassment over asking my crush such a question. ”Y-yes...” Dantina said meekly. ”I-I really wanted to g-go when I saw y-you... but I ignored the urge and h-held it in.” she continued. ”U-umm... do you w-want me to go with y-you?” I said, getting more and more into it by the second. ”Y-yeah... and the s-sooner the b-better... I don’t think I can h-hold it until I-I get home...” ”W-what filled you u-up so fast? I-It’s only been 2 and a quarter hours s-since you last w-went.” ”A-ahh... I had a c-cup of tea from the canteen b-before you met up with me.” ”Oh, th-that makes sense. D-do you th-think you c-can last u-until the last few m-minutes of l-lunch?” I said, focusing my willpower on a disconcerting lurch I felt within my bladder, reminding me that with this much liquid within me I might not make it that long myself. ”I-if I f-focus...” ”Alright then, th-that’s when we’ll g-go.” The next 30 minutes passed slowly. The sloshing waters between my legs made it hard to focus, but Dantina’s desperation took my mind off of it despite this and I enjoyed the time anyway. After the time was up, I shut off my radio and squirmed my way onto my feet. I didn’t want Dantina to know about my situation, but she luckily didn’t notice my unusual movements as she was so focused on her own bladder and could barely stop herself dancing. I made note of the weakness of her bladder and we walked slowly down to the bathrooms. End of Chapter 3: That was a fun one to write! Not just one desperate girl, but two. It’s also interesting how I remember bits of this, like that, perfectly. Other bits I struggle more with. Anyway, read on next time to see what happens with Dantina and then later me. I hope you enjoyed!
  11. I’ve never seen Elfen Leid. That might be a good reason to finally watch it.
  12. Oh yeah, that happens all the time. A proper scene is rare, but I’ve seen it happen before.