Sweating Uncontrollably Novels & Stories

Damn, what's wrong with me? It's hot and incredibly painful. I remember this sensation. I experienced it last weekend, and it feels the same. I struggle to walk slowly towards my room. Even taking steps is difficult. Sweat is starting to drench my entire body. My blood feels like it's boiling, ready to burn me to ashes.

She exclaimed stepping back from me spilling the water she had wanted to offer me in her grip on impulse. "Babe, I don't just comprehend my body anymore myself." I commented checking me out. I found nothing unusual just the profuse perspiration on my body, I am almost drenched in sweat! That of my own too! I have never experienced such sort. Not even after a tremendous tedious day of adopting My co-workers chores! My whole attire was damp and I don't even know if that counts for anything. Anyways, it was chronically strange. If my system reacted like this, why wouldn't this bug not have questions about me either? Personally, I had questions too, now.

Sonaya ... I was breathing heavily, like I’d just ran a sprint, as I wiped the sweat off my forehead with the sleeves of my old sweater. The sweat tripled even though I felt cold inside, grandma handed me our only towel to clean up the sweat as it ran down in rivulets over my forehead and neck. My chest and back suddenly soaked in sweat. These exact same things happened last year and as expected after a few minutes I was back to normal again. No sweat, no cold .

I wake to cold seeping into my bones—the kind of cold that has nothing to do with temperature and everything to do with something being fundamentally wrong inside my body. My muscles refuse to cooperate when I try to sit up. Sweat drips down my forehead despite the chill wracking through me, splashing onto my trembling hands. I stare at my palms—slick, glistening, and confusion crashes through my foggy mind. Why am I sweating when I'm freezing? I manage to push myself halfway up before my arms give out. I collapse back against the cave floor with a soundless gasp.

I didn’t know why the sight of him dripping with sweat and shirtless was making me feel like this. It was like I had no control over my body, I was reacting to him in ways I never imagined. I felt hot and aroused. Even his scent was sending powerful waves of desire through me. I was pressed tightly against his chest and my hands apparently had a mind of their own. They moved to his chest and glided down his sweating flesh and wrapped around his upper torso.

We usually leave the window cracked but I know how she prefers the heat so I know she probably closed it. I try to collect my thoughts but couldn’t get it together I was Feeling like somebody poured hot water on me. Touching my side Eww! I say feeling my clothes sticking to me like glue. I’m soaking wet and I hate sweating it makes me feel sticky and nasty. Why am I waking up like this again ? As my mind trails off it has me thinking to myself

I had to make sure to be rid of that too. A wave of relief coursed through me, as I finally assembled all the strange thoughts in my head. "I better get the info about that man and be rid of all these thoughts and behaviors before someone misunderstood," I murmured, wiping my forehead for an invisible sweat. But I was even more surprised when my fingers came back wet from sweat. "When did I start sweating so much?" I mumbled, blinking repeatedly to be sure I wasn't just sweating because of the thoughts in my head.

She knew she could not escape them. Ariel was so afraid to the extent that her body started trembling uncontrollably, and she felt beads of sweat on her skin despite the cool atmosphere of the pack house. Gradually, the sweat on her body turned from beads to trickles, and she knew that it was not as a result of the temperature of the environment, which was mildly cool, but as a result of the temperature of her inner body. She was hot internally, her whole body was hot with fear on the inside, and it showed too on the outside, making her sweat as if she were in a sauna.

Suddenly, I feel heat spread all over my body. It rolls through me suddenly, fierce and overwhelming, like someone turned the temperature inside my body all the way up without warning. My skin prickles, breath hitching as sweat breaks out along my spine. I take a sharp inhale, trying to steady myself, but just as quickly, the heat vanishes and cold crashes in after it. I shiver violently, wrapping my arms around myself as my teeth chatter. “What the fuck,” I mutter under my breath.

Adjsuting my breath right after I am done panting, I wipe the sweat off my forehead and soon I am calling someone from my family. I decide to call Uncle Carlos, he is the one to help me in this situation. The phone is switched off and I wonder what is going on with him. I panic, anxiety rising in my mind and my palms are sweaty, I am dripping with sweat. I have been running so much that my throat has become dry. I want to drink water but I want to make sure that I get in touch with my family so that they can come and get me.