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RagingPython

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About RagingPython

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  • Birthday 08/14/2000

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    she/her

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    Bathroom Control
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  1. This will be the last post I’ll make on this forum for a the foreseeable future. I won’t be back for a long time. I don’t know if I’ll ever come back. I’m just not sure if I’ll ever be able too.

    I wasn’t planning on this... but I can’t stay for a number of reasons I can’t get into right now.

    I’m sorry to leave so many stories unfinished, with so many ideas unrealised, and I’m sorry to all my followers and fans, but I just can’t stay here anymore.

    Goodbye, Omo.org.

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    2. Red Simpson

      @Maki it's all my fault I'm the reason for RagingPython leaving 

    3. RagingPython

      It’s not your fault. It’s mine. Don’t blame yourself, if I wasn’t too scared to tell you everything I would and then it would all make sense to you.

      But this is something I have to do.

    4. Red Simpson

      @RagingPython please come back I'll understand what you're going through you don't have to do this alone

  2. Merry Christmas everyone! I’ve been struggling to find time to do much writing because of my family putting on constant parties, but I’ll try and finish my Christmas story by New Years Day.

    I love Christmas!

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    2. Red Simpson

      Fair enough as long as you have fun that's the important thing 

    3. Apertado

      Merry Christmas!

  3. That was kinda what I was going for when I started writing. I wanted to make characters I could get attached to or invested in, since I find that helps me enjoy stuff more. I’m glad you like it too.
  4. Very short shorts I think. I’m thinking I’d write it as a one off shorter story, probably involving my favourite characters from my stories. I’ll write it some point after Christmas.
  5. This sounds really sexy! I’d be too socially anxious to ever go to somewhere like this if it really existed though, but after Christmas I might take this idea and adapt it into a story. I especially love the idea of the waiters and dancers not being allowed to go, although I think it would be nice to let girls who just want to watch use the toilet. Or make the guys hold it too. That sounds like even more fun. ; )
  6. It’s an interesting topic. I drink loads these days due to the medication for my autism and ADHD, it’s main side effect is that it dehydrates me and then makes my focus super hard on certain things. This combines into making me drink near constantly and I have to carry lots of water with me at all times, and significantly limits the amount of time I can hold it for. If I’m not on my medication and I don’t drink tea, only water, then I can hold for several hours. I think my record is somewhere around 10 hours, but this very rarely happens. If I drink tea the time is cut in half for each mug. If I am taking my medication, then I drink more, and therefore my limit is much lower. Something like a 6 hour practical maximum, but in extreme circumstances I can push it further and I’ve lasted 8 hours before. Again, drinking tea more than halves the time for each mug. One of the longest times I’ve ever gone without peeing while fully awake would be when I flew to America back in 2017. It was an 11-hour flight, at least, although it was supposed to be shorter. I hadn’t used the toilet in a while before I got on and I didn’t get to go for a while afterwards. So, 12 hours. Planes always mess with my bladder though. If I sleep for some of the time, I can hold it for ages. I once slept for 36+ hours when I was really ill with chronic fatigue syndrome so I guess in a way that holds the record but outside of rare cases like that I can usually go 16-20 hours without peeing if I sleep for some of it. When I was a kid I used to endure it for 7-8 hours a day, and the record I set back then was around 10 hours, because I’d hold it until I got home from school since the girl’s room was always disgusting. I set the record when I had activity club and then had to go shopping with mum. Most days I barely made it, bursting and holding myself. I should try and do more all day holds where I don’t pee at school. It’s been ages since I did one and I could do with that kind of excitement in my life.
  7. Yeah! Don’t give up! I’d love to hear about how desperate you get.
  8. Aww, thank you! It’s really nice to hear that. I’m going to try and write the next chapter tonight.
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    I’m sorry for everything. That’s all I can say right now. I just... I can’t take it anymore.

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    2. RagingPython

      Sure. I’ve been thinking about that too, and I think you’re right.

      I think it would help the both of us.

    3. Red Simpson

      Awesome well you have my number so send me a text, I'll be popping out for a few hours so if you need me send me a text and I'll reply as soon as I'm home😊

    4. Red Simpson

      If you need my number again I'll pm it for you.

  10. (This story is about the same characters as my my other story about a holiday, but takes place a few months later at Christmas. I’m going to write some more of the original story later, but as it’s Christmas and I need to get back into practice before continuing my other story as the next chapter will be really important I’m going to be writing this [shorter] story first.) Chapter 1: “Dear Diary: As it’s been a few months since me and Karen came home from Portugal, and we haven’t done much together despite us having started dating, we’ve decided that today I’m going over to her apartment for a Christmas party! This is going to be so much fun! I haven’t seen her in days so I’ve been kinda lonely; it’s gonna be nice to see her again. -Rosalynne, December 20th 2019.” I stand up from my desk, having finished writing today’s entry. I never used to keep a diary but I’ve started recently because it lets me write down things to remember or look back on when I’m older. I look over at the clock: ”17:10!? I need to get going! I can’t let myself be late, especially after she’s thrown a party just for us!” I was smart enough to already put on my outfit, a fairly long blue tartan skirt and a button-down collared shirt. It’s a bit mismatched, the lower half of a conservative schoolgirl and the upper half of a businessman, but it’s comfortable and I don’t care much about fashion. I grab my ushanka off the hatstand and run out the door. Immediately, the freezing cold weather hits me. It’s not the worst I’ve ever felt, but I can tell it’s in the negatives. I pull my hat on a little tighter, as although I’m very cold resistant even I’ve started to feel the chill recently. The air is filled with a mixture of snow and hail, pretty typical for this kind of year. Karen’s house is a fair distance away. Usually I’d take the bus or get someone to drive me, but I’ve start jogging recently to start being more healthy, so today I’m just going to do that. I start jogging. I’m pretty out of shape though so about halfway there I have to give up and walk, but it’s fine. I’ve got enough time to spare. ................................................ 15 minutes later I arrive at her house. I’m tired from running for the last couple of minutes so I sit down on a bench outside for a bit and enjoy the cold. By 17:30, I’m standing at her doorway, nervous about pushing the doorbell or even knocking. However, I am distracted from my anxiety about that by my bladder, reminding I didn’t use the bathroom before leaving. “Later.”, I tell myself,”I’ve just got here, I’ll go in a bit.” Before I press the doorbell Karen opens the door and greets me excitedly: ”Hey, Rosalynne! I’ve missed you!” ”H-hi!”, I reply. We’ve been a couple for ages now, but it still makes me nervous whenever I talk to her. ”Aren’t you cold, wearing just a skirt? You’ve got a hat on at least, but no coat?” ”No, not really. I like the cold weather. Besides, being cold doesn’t matter when I have you to warm me up!”, I say, and give Karen a hug. Karen hugs me back. “She’s so warm! I guess she would be... she’s been inside after all.” “Anyway,”, Karen says, unhugging me and leading me to the sofa,”did you get all the Christmas songs together?” Midway through removing my hat, I suddenly remember that me and Karen did put together a list of all our favourite Christmas songs and put copies of all of them on CD. But naturally, I’ve forgotten the CDs. I reach into my pockets, trying to find the discs, but with no success. I find the USB flash drive I prepared as backup though, so all is fine. Karen takes the drive and sticks in into her music setup, and within seconds the playlist is coming through her speakers. ”You know, I’m surprised you brought anything that modern! I was half expecting you to be carrying a bunch of 12-inch Vinyls, or a box of cassettes maybe.”, Karen jokes. ”I considered it. I thought it would be good if I turned up with some MiniDiscs to really surprise you, but I decided against it since you don’t have the hardware to play them.” ”True, I suppose.”, Karen says and sits down on the sofa next to me. I readjust my legs to feel more comfortable, starting to wish I’d remembered to pee before leaving home. ”You know, Karen?” ”What?”, she asks. ”I think we’re going to have the best Christmas ever.” End of Chapter 1: I’m super exited to write this. I love a good Christmas story. And I’ve really missed writing these characters too, I really got attached to them. When this one is over, I’m going to go back and continue my other story too, although I do want to use these characters in some other stories someday.
  11. It’s absolutely horrible. There’s honestly nothing I like about it, except my hair. I’m too fat, I’m ugly, my face looks bad, my chest is too small but still manages to look blobby, and I lack all muscle. I’m just not good looking. Worse even. Not just not good looking; hideous.
  12. Guys aren’t really my thing, so I don’t have much of an opinion, but for girls I generally prefer something in the middle, although more biased to the smaller side. Ideally, I want someone not overly skinny, but not overweight either. Although I do like larger breasts they aren’t important in the grand scheme of things, and I suppose a curvier body can’t be a bad thing. Ironically, I’m basically the exact opposite of my ideal girl.
  13. I’ve got some really cool ideas for stuff to write and things to do; but unfortunately I’ve managed to get so ill I can’t do any of them. Just my luck to get sick at Christmas! For the third year in a row, as well!

    I wonder why these things keep happening to me. I’m already having enough trouble with everything else going on; I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place, but I have to make a choice, I can’t keep being in the middle like this, and and now I’ve got to suffer from an illness too.

    I’m boiling all over, but I feel so cold too, I’ve got an awful fever, everything hurts and I can’t see clearly. How do I keep getting sick like this? I was worried I might be accidentally causing, but I haven’t done anything that would make me this sick. Well... I shouldn’t feel this sick yet, at least. I should’ve been fine for at least another few days. On the bright side, at least feeling this awful gives me an excuse to avoid tonight’s family dinner.

    Oh well, sick or not, it’s Christmas! It’s hard to not be exited at this time of year, no matter what’s going on.

    1. Apertado

      Hope you get better soon and manage to properly enjoy  Christmas! 😊

    2. RagingPython

      Thank you! I’m feeling better at the moment and I think I’ve worked out why I was feeling so bad now. I’m super exited for Christmas too! : )

  14. Shame. I’m still clinging on. It seems like it’s stopped getting worse for now, but after my tea hits me I don’t know if I’ll last.
  15. You madman! I’ve been into this since even before then, but I’d never risk holding it during an exam.
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