Bubbling In Chest Novels & Stories

Elias Holy fuck. Holy fuckity fuck fuck. I barreled my way into the bathroom, heart pounding. The only thing that had kept me from losing my absolute shit over the ache and tingling in my chest had been the knowledge that I did not fit all the symptoms. But as I stared down at my blue shirt, taking in the darker blue stain around my right nipple, my heart sank. What did this mean? Nothing? Everything? Was I on the verge of death?

she admitted. Dr. Carlisle nodded. “Any headache?” “Yes, but very mild.” Beside him, Nurse Sonata made a neat note on the chart, her expression attentive but composed. “And your chest?” the doctor continued. “Do you feel any pain when you breathe in or out? Any tightness?” Clarabelle considered the question, then took a slow, careful breath. “It’s harder to breathe than usual,” she said honestly, “but not painful. Just… heavier, I guess.”

Oh God. God I can't explain what is happening to me right now. I am perspirating excessively. I can't breathe. I feel like I'm choking. My heartbeat is running in overdrive without control pounding endlessly against my rib cage. I feel like I am in a deep pit with no where to escape.

His heart is thundering inside his chest, his breath is in a messy state and he seems to be burning with embarrassment. ****😉😉****

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!

The panic from within me began to bubble up to the surface, rising through my chest and spreading outward with frightening speed, and I couldn't tell anymore whether the tightness in my chest was from the shock of what I'd just discovered or from the beginning of something medical that was much more immediately dangerous. The divorce papers slipped from my fingers and fell to the floor, the pages separating slightly as they landed and spreading across the carpet around my feet, and my hand flew automatically to my chest as my body began to respond to whatever was happening, my sternum pressing back against my palm like it was trying to burst through. I fell back against the sofa cushions, my

Her chest tightened. At first, it was subtle—an uncomfortable pressure, like a hand gently pressing down on her sternum. She shifted, thinking it was just the stress from the day catching up with her. But the pressure grew stronger, more persistent. Her breath hitched as her heart began to pound erratically, a sharp, stabbing pain radiating through her chest. Scarlet froze, her hand instinctively flying to her chest as her pulse raced out of control. The room seemed to tilt for a moment, her vision blurring at the edges. Panic surged through her veins as the pain intensified, each heartbeat echoing like a drum in her ears.

My breathing had become heavy with my heart pounding fast. My arms were trembling and there was some kind of bizarre uproar in my belly. No, it wasn't butterflies in my belly. I could feel a rumbling and churning in my guts but it also definitely didn't seem like hunger. Or maybe it was hunger after all, hunger for something that's not food.

My shirt clung to my body due to the sweat. My heart beat at a speed I wanted to stop. To get a button and press it for it to slow down. A switch to turn off the feeling that refused to go away. I opened my mouth gasping for more air. It was not enough. The air I was breathing into my lungs. My system felt dry and itchy. My chest burnt. I increased my breathing. I was going to die. I formed a fist and hit my chest multiple times. Maybe that was going to take it away.

So, how did Derek smell them? "Fine, let us say your nose is right," Cora challenges, feeling like a weak pup despite her grand title. "How would your herbs solve my chest tightness and shortness of breath?" Derek explains plainly, "Your chest discomfort is unique to your build. It is primarily due to your well-endowed chest causing excessive weight and pressure on your lungs, especially when your quick temper makes your heart race. The only solution is to control your anger, focus on relaxation techniques, or undergo a flesh-reduction surgery to slightly decrease the... size of your breasts."