Well, I'm 16 years old, and I have always been very interested in body modifications of all types. By the time I was 13, I had 14 piercings. That's beside the point. My first body piercings had gone wonderfully without a hitch. I decided to return to my close friend Omar for some more work. And, I know, I know, I'm only 16. Like I said, I'm very good friends with my piercer, as well as me having parental consent. Anyways...
At A Glance Author glampyre Contact glampyre@bme.anon When Six months ago Artist Omar Studio Flash Location central new jersey My tongue, and navel had been absolutely perfect. I trusted him. I have always thought about getting my nipples pierced, but never thought I would have the balls to actually do it.
My friend Nicole walks into our advanced art class and tells me she was supposed to get her conches done the night before. I saw no blood, and now large gauges in her ears.... she tells me she got something else done instead. MY eyes widened. We run to the bathroom. She pulls up her shirt, and oh my god; nipple piercings suddenly were so much more attractive to me. I decided at that moment that I needed to get mine done.
After about a week of procrastination, I decided to get a ride from my friend...and pay for her to get her tongue pierced in thanks of the favor. I have her go first, since hers is just a simple tongue piercing. Just seeing the bevel penetrate her tongue gets me sooo excited for what I am about to do. In and out of thinking..*Should I? Shouldn't I?* I decided, fuck it.
I have never been a pussy, so I went and picked out my jewelry. I picked circular barbells, not sure what diameter, but I made sure that they were wide enough to accommodate the swelling.
Omar sterilized everything and I sat in the chair. It was incredibly cold in the studio. The forceps were even colder. Everything was marked, the needle was lubricated, and I gripped the chair. HOLY SHIT. I know...its just getting your nipples pierced, but that was the worst physical pain I have ever experienced, but in a kind of...oh, wait, can you do that again I'm not sure it felt good or bad kind of way. I sat in the chair catching my breath for a minute. I was bleeding. I?m still not sure to this day if that was supposed to happen or not, but I saw blood. Omar got the bleeding to stop, and slipped the jewelry through. God, this looks really cute my friend said. I was amazed that I could pull off nipple piercings with my double d chest.
After having no problems with the first piercing, I decided I was ready for the second piercing. Same measurements, lubrication etc. was performed. He marked the spot, counted to three, told me to take a deep breath. FUCK. This one must have hurt more than the first, because I noticed I jolted a little bit. I look down. My eyes widened. It was crooked. Very crooked. And it was my fault. I felt horrible. And, not only did it look horrible...it fucking hurt. Omar informed me that I could not leave it like this...as much as I wanted to just let it heal that way. Omar took the needle out. He applied some gooey stuff, and taped and gauzed my wound. He informed me that he would not charge me for the procedure. And I pleaded with him to let me pay him, but he only accepted the money for the jewelry. He told me to stop back in one week to check the healing of both. And if I wanted, in two weeks, if my right nipple was healed, he would re-pierce it for no cost at all.
This really showed me how much Omar does care about the safety of his clients, and his friends. I of course dropped a wonderful tip in his jar, and gathered up all my cleaning supplies, and new body jewelry I had purchased that day as well. I walked out the door, and realized just how cold it was outside.
The next week I stopped back. Omar informed me that I was healing wonderfully, as I always do. I have come to realize the importance of good aftercare in body piercing. The week after that, I stopped back with my friend who made me want the piercing in the first place. She was skeptical about the health quality of the shop, because it is in a bad part of town. As soon as she walked in she could tell how clean it was. But anyways, I walked in the back and took my seat. Omar knew I was coming and had already sterilized my jewelry for me. He rubbed the antiseptic over my nipple. I braced myself for the pain. I had almost forgotten just how wonderful/painful it actually was. Luckily this time, I stayed still and the needle was perfectly strait, but bleeding. He once again applied pressure and stopped the bleeding. My jewelry was inserted, and I was ready to go.
My nipple piercings are one of my favorites. But as I was warned, sensitivity was decreased. Not gone, not nearly gone, just slightly decreased. I highly recommend nipple piercings if you enjoy pain/pleasure at the same time. The only advice I can give is DON'T MOVE as your getting pierced.