RagingPython

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  1. RagingPython

    A fictional story set on holiday.

    Chapter 24: I waited on the sofa, keeping my legs tightly crossed, waiting in agony for Karen’s return. It wasn’t long, but it felt like hours. You know how everyone says that time flies when you are having fun? Yeah, well when you are in severe discomfort it moves slower than ever. Eventually Karen came back into the room and walked over to me, making sure to shake the glass just enough for me to hear the water splashing against the sides of the glass, and to hear the ice cubes clinking together. It was like she knew exactly what to do, as if she’d done her research. She put the glass on the coffee table, and lied down on the sofa, curling around me. This position would ordinarily feel like heaven, but now my bladder was aching so badly it felt like hell. I would normally have made a joke about it being for coffee, not water, but I was too preoccupied, and I really didn’t want to think about water or coffeee right now. ”Come on then, be a good girl and drink up.” ”N-no... t-too much...” ”It’s not too much for you, is it? Surely you can handle just a little more? It can’t have been that long since you used the bathroom. Oh wait, you skipped your morning pee didn’t you? If only you’d gone when you had the chance...” ”S-stop... t-torturing m-m... m-me...” ”Why? I can tell you are enjoying this too. I’m having a great time, and despite having to pee like no tomorrow this is exactly what you wanted, right? You’ve been fantasising about me, and you’ve always wanted to be the submissive one for once...” ”H-how...?” ”How did I know? It’s not hard to tell, anyone who’s into omorashi leaves tracks. Especially if they are close to you.” ”But come on now, enough about this, you have a glass of water to drink. Do you want to do it slowly, giving yourself time to recover from each intake? Or do you want to do it quickly, to avoid it dragging out or making it worse mid-drink.” ”N-nngh... nn... n-no...”, I moaned pitifully, grabbing the glass with a hand I really couldn’t spare and draining it in one go, not even stopping for breath. “Oooh, someone’s feeling brave, aren’t they!” I quivered, trying not to lose control. I tried to double cross my legs, meeting some success. Karen readjusted her position, giving me a slight jolt that caused a little to leak out. “It feels like it’s going to pop, doesn’t it?”, Karen suggested, alluringly, lowering my bottoms and beginning to gently stroke and caresses the growing bulge. ”Y... y-y... a-ah! Y-yes...”, I eventually replied, struggling with the near-orgasmic touch of Karen’s soft fingers. ”If you drink even another drop, your dam will burst, won’t it?” ”A-ah... a-ah... y-yes...”, I said again, breathing heavily. ”Well, you have to drink this whole mug of tea, but if you behave and hold it all back like a big girl, I won’t make you drink anymore.” ”T-thank... o-ooh... y-y... y-you...”, I struggled, my bladder disliking the stimulation. Karen eased off a little, knowing I wouldn’t be able to endure it much longer. ............ After about 5 minutes, I was at my limit. In fact, I felt like I was way beyond it. With quivering, shaking, and vibrating double crossed legs and both hands thrust hard into my crotch I knew I wasn’t going to make it. I couldn’t move even. I was fully at the mercy of Karen. ”Now then, I think it’s about time you drink that tea. You can handle another mug, right?”, Karen said, getting closer to, but being careful not to touch my bladder, knowing any kind of interaction would cause me to explode. ”C-can’t... m-move... t-too f-full...”, I just barely managed to stammer. I couldn’t think straight, I was so focused on not giving out I could barely take notice of anything else. ”Oh? Well, if you can’t move, I guess I’ll just have to help you drink it.” She picked up the tea, and tilted my head backwards. She gently helped me drink it, mouthful after mouthful, until it was gone a minute later. It was a very good cup of tea, but I was unable to take notice due to the impending flood. I was on the verge of tears, so uncomfortable, so painful, so desperate. It felt like I was trying to hold back a waterfall, the full force of thousands of gallons of water, all locked up in far too little space. Despite the anguish, I’d never felt more turned on in my life. “Now that you’ve drunk that, I think we should let you wait a little while it hits you.” ”P-please...”, was all I was able to mumble. Any more words simply didn’t materialise, I was too full to speak anymore. ............ The tea went right through me, and in a mere few minutes I was well beyond bursting. I tried to triple cross my legs. Something, anything, I have to keep holding this in! “I think I’ve let you suffer enough, Rosalynne.”, said Karen, who was now sitting next to me, and observing the swollen, stretched, bulging area above my vagina. ”Time to give you some release.”, she said, and turned towards me. She leant down into me, forcing me down onto the sofa. The sudden movement was too much, I felt the seal breaking. All I could do was moan in pure pleasure, finally able to let loose. Karen smiled at me, and pushed down as hard as possible on my bladder. Within seconds, the clearish-golden liquid was flooding out from me. The dam had burst, the floodgates had opened, the river had overflowed. I had finally wet myself. All I could think about was how good it felt. End of Chapter 24: Oh, my god, that was so much fun to write. These last few chapters have been some of the most fun I’ve ever written, and I’m so glad you guys are enjoying them.
  2. RagingPython

    A fictional story set on holiday.

    Sorry for not posting in a few days, I’ve been dedicating almost all my time to a thing with my friend. I might not be able to post so much throughout the next couple weeks as well as I have some important exams, but I should still be able to post these some days. Chapter 23: I forced myself to stand up, trying my hardest to ignore the pain. “Ooh... why am I doing this... I should just run to the bathroom, why am I playing along...” I worried, still forcing myself to take small steps out of our room and then down the corridor. Really though, I knew why I was playing along. I was enjoying it. I’m not sure, even to this day, why this is a fantasy of mine, but it is. I was far too aroused and exited by the feeling of being pushed to my limit to use the toilet and end it there. “N-no... I shouldn’t be enjoying this...”, I tried to convince myself, stopping in the corridor, “B-but... it’s so much fun... and I’m so turned on...” Despjte my doubts, I decided that I should make the most of this as it wouldn’t happen again, and started walking. The situation was getting worse and worse, my bladder felt almost numb, I could barely feel the pressure anymore, but it felt like it was pressing right down on my urethra and that it was purely my willpower stopping it now. I kept walking. Some steps caused small droplets to come out, making me have to stop and dance even harder to hold it back. ”If I add a cup of tea to this... I think I’ll explode!” By some miracle, I eventually reached the kitchen. I slowly waddled towards the kettle, and picked it up, having to remove one of my much needed hands from its position holding back the floodgates, making the procedure agonising and even more risky. ”A-ah... without my hand... so desperate... almost leaking...”, I barely managed to moan, hoping it would get the message across to Karen, who was waiting by the doorway, watching my eagerly. I moved the kettle into the sink. Luckily, the sink was large enough that I could place the kettle down in it and turn on the tap, before quickly clutching at myself once more. “Nonononononononononono! I can’t take a tap as well! I can use both hands for a little, but the running water is almost too much...” I stood there, shaking rapidly, legs double crossed, hands digging deep into my crotch area, trying desperately to resist the explosive desire to burst. The kettle filled up quickly, I had to turn the tap off. I removed a hand, and tried to shut off the tap in as little time as possible. I wasn’t fast enough, hot, clearish-yellow liquid began to flow from me... ”No! N-not now...”, I moaned, and by pure luck was able to stem the flow. Karen approached me, thinking I’d lost control, but after gently feeling around my underwear, she realised I’d held the vast majority back. ”Ooh, you had a big leak this time... but you held it in still. I think I’ll let you off this time, as that was a difficult task. Naturally though, you’ll be drinking a few pints of water to make up for it. ”Please... no... anything but... but that!” “Alright, how about 2 mugs of tea instead?” ”Ahh! N-no! Please... no more...” ”Don’t worry,”, she said with a sadistic giggle, “I’ll just make you drink one pint. After, you can drink your tea, and then you can sit with me on the sofa like a good girl for a bit, and maybe after that I’ll let you have a little break.” ”Ooooh.... o-okay...” I said weakly, barely able to focus on anything other than how badly I wanted to pee. I put the kettle on its cradle, and turned it on. Luckily the sound of boiling water isn’t nearly as bad as the sound of flowing water for making it hard to ignore the amount of water building in my bladder. Still shaking there, holding back with all my strength, I noticed the clock on the wall. ”N-nnngh... 4... 4 o’Clock!? N-no... I can’t... it can’t be that late...”, I struggled to believe, knowing that that would mean it’d been 10 whole hours since I denied myself a morning pee. Of course, that also meant that for 3 of them I was asleep, which is more believable, but that’s a long time to go without. Especially considering how it meant I’d last been more than 12 hours previously. The kettle finished, distracting me. I grabbed a mug, added a teabag, and reheated the kettle to boiling point, and the poured it. All one handed, as I couldn’t possibly spare the other. The flowing water as the kettle poured caused my bladder to send a powerful spasm up through my body, but I was able to resist another full-blown leak, limiting myself to little spurts. I stood there for another 5 minutes while it brewed, in pure agony. Every second felt like an hour. Every minute felt even longer. Somehow, I was able to endure it until the tea was ready, and I removed the tea bag. I opened the fridge, and barely got the milk out before I had to put it down on the counter and grab myself, the sudden cold air from the fridge surprising my bladder. After closing the fridge and regaining composure, I removed the milk’s lid, and poured it into the tea, somehow managing to resist the desire to let my bladder release and have my pee pour out too... I put the milk back in the fridge, nearly bursting once again. I picked up the tea, and very slowlily approached Karen, who was in the doorway. I had to stop after every step to double cross my legs. Eventually, I reached her, and she said: “Good girl, you made the tea. Come on then, sit on the sofa. I’ll get you a pint of water to go with it.” Too desperate to reply, I walked over to the sofa and sat down. All I could think about was peeing... End of Chapter 23: This entire scene over the last couple of chapters was originally based off of a real life event, and I really wasn’t expecting people to enjoy this as much as people did. Which is brilliant, now I know to include more content like this, as I enjoy it too. I’m actually extending the scene a bit too, it was originally going to end in this chapter, but I’m going to write another as this is a fiction and I can do that. Hopefully you guys all enjoyed this!
  3. RagingPython

    Live Action Omorashi

    Yes, go make coffee. Fill yourself up even more! Once you’ve made it, drink it, and relax somewhere until it hits you.
  4. RagingPython

    Live Action Omorashi

    Don’t give in yet. Go and drink a cup of tea, add it to the mix.
  5. True. I normally drink a cup of tea beforehand too. But that fact about the anxiety makes a lot of sense, I don’t get worried about exams at all, even really important ones that could put an end to my astrophysics course, so that’s probably why I don’t need to go during exams.
  6. RagingPython

    Desperation Vision

    I don’t really mind that much, to be honest I’ve already forgotten the character’s name and it probably won’t affect my eventual viewing experience at all.
  7. I’ve honestly never encountered this before. I was fine during my SATS. My GCSEs weren’t an issue. A-levels? Fine. Am I weird then? Because I keep seeing people talking about how bad it can get during exams, but it’s just not an use for me. Even on 3-4 hour exams. And I normally drink during them too, I carry water with me everything. Probably the closest I’ve ever and to an exam desperation experience is from during my GCSE Chemistry, but even then I could’ve held it to the end, I just went to the bathroom because I didn’t want to stare at a finished paper for 20 minutes.
  8. RagingPython

    How bad did she actually have to go you think?

    How toxic was the thinner? I’ve spilt several mol acid on myself before and survived.
  9. RagingPython

    Desperation Vision

    Good to see I’m not the only one.
  10. RagingPython

    Desperation Vision

    I literally just realised it didn’t actually delete all the text in the quote I tried to delete. Whoops. It was supposed to just be the text about the musical’s ending, which was claimed to be a spoiler in the story. I can’t delete the post though, maybe a moderator can for me or something. I didn’t mean too man, I tried to delete it, and I didn’t realise it didn’t actually delete.
  11. RagingPython

    Desperation Vision

    SPOILERS! WHAT THE HELL, MAN!?
  12. RagingPython

    Live Action Omorashi

    I wanted to stay for longer, but unfortunately I have to stop because roommates.
  13. RagingPython

    Live Action Omorashi

    So I already have to pee, but I just drank a mug of tea. I wasn’t planning this, but I’m going to work on my story for a bit and I’ll be posting in here periodically about how badly I have to go.
  14. RagingPython

    Teachers and Denying Bathroom Breaks:

    I think it should be a right, not a privilege.