Bubbling Feeling In Chest Left Side Novels & Stories

I clung on my chest. I am having this burning sensation in my chest, my heart feels like it’s going to pop out any moment. The more I think about Jayden and Gigi the more my heart ache. I don’t understand why, am I having heart problems now? “How dare you Jayden?!!” I said through gritt teeth. Two girls walk towards me and sits next to me, one on my right and the other on my left. “Hey handsome, it’s been a while” the one on my right slurs.

My breathing grew erratic, and I clutched at his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath the fabric of his clothes. And then I felt it—a fourth finger, pushing its way inside. The stretch was too much, and I let out a sharp gasp, my body tensing as I tried to adjust to the sudden fullness. The discomfort was overwhelming, but beneath it, a strange kind of pleasure was beginning to build, a throbbing need that threatened to consume me.

Badly! My throat gets tighter and sourer, probably because I am gasping uncontrollably, it is getting more painful with each passing second, my hearts is beating so fast and my lungs are burning with need for breathable air, no one is touching me but I swear I feel millions of slippery hands crawling up my body, the scary part is that I can’t see them, only feel them, they make me nauseous and disgusted, my stomach is about to burst out of my mouth with how sick and scared I am!

My eyes are getting heavier, my body feels floating and my chest feels slow down as well as my breathing becomes regular and now everything is dark. ***

'Agreed,' I return, focusing on a point about how to handle large-scale rogue incursions. But then I get this weird sensation deep in my chest—like a slow burn that spreads through my ribs and squeezes my lungs. My skin starts tingling, a thin sheen of sweat breaking out along my hairline. I shift in my seat, trying to keep my concentration on Tanner's lecture. The pressure keeps building, my heartbeat rattling like it might crack my ribs.

I felt a sharp pain in my chest, almost like a boulder was placed directly on my chest, the weight crushing me. What the hell is wrong with me? I certainly do not…right?

“Are you feeling any other symptoms? Muscle pain, dizziness, nausea?” She exhales slowly, her fingers curling weakly around the blanket. “Fatigue. And my chest feels... heavy.” That is not a good sign. I move in to check her vitals. The heart rate monitor shows a slightly elevated pulse, but nothing alarming yet. I pick up my stethoscope, put it on, and press the diaphragm lightly against her chest. “Breathe in for me,” I instruct. She inhales slowly, but the second she exhales, I hear a faint wheeze.

“Yeah. Hurts, but... It’s better than with the tube.” “I’d imagine so.” Dr. Diaz pulled a stethoscope from her pocket. “I need to listen to your chest. This might be uncomfortable.” The cold metal against my skin made me flinch. I focused on the ceiling tiles as she moved the stethoscope methodically across my chest, careful to avoid the bandages. “How do you feel? Besides the obvious pain I mean,” she asked as she returned the stethoscope to her pocket. “Congested,” I said. "Like...breathing underwater. And there's a pressure, here.” I lifted my hand weakly to indicate the center of my chest.

I tried to calm myself by closing my eyes and taking several deep breaths. "Arrrgh!" Because of the discomfort in my chest, I found myself struggling to breathe. I took every possible measure to alleviate the discomfort that I was experiencing. Because of the possibility that I no longer feel the same, I need to have an appointment with the doctor tomorrow. It's possible that I'm suffering from a cardiac condition that I'm not aware of!

I needed to confide in someone. "Lord Ralph, please tell me about this deadly symptom you say you experience." I sat up. "Lately, I have been feeling like a fat man is sitting on my chest, but not in a very nice way." The doctor's brows furrowed as he took in what I had just said and tried to process it. "Do you find it difficult to breathe when this happens?" "No. This is not about physical pain or any pain of that sort. In fact, this is not pain. It does not affect my breathing or chest. It’s just... it’s just..." I stuttered off.