Two months ago I decided I wanted to get my nipples pierced, and on Tuesday 2nd June it finally happened. After having had a bad post-piercing experience with my lip, where I wasn't sure that I wanted it there for a few days, which resulted in me feeling a little crappy, and so I thought over getting my nipples done quite a bit. However, I was as certain as I was before – it felt "good" and like I wouldn't be bothered by the procedure and so on – and so got on the bus to go to Abody for the third time in a month. Afterwards, I realised it was exactly a month since my first ever piercing, my tongue.
At A Glance Author Bunny Contact Bunny@bme.anon IAM miss_bunny When It just happened Artist Brian Studio Abody Location Leicester, UK I went shopping for the necessaries first. I got some Kamillosan, which is used by breast-feeding mothers to reduce the soreness of nipples – I advise everyone to use this after nipple piercing, as it works a dream (though a very, very small minority of people have an allergic reaction to the Chamomile). I also got some cotton-buds with a flat end and a pointed end – fantastic if you can get them as you can use the pointed end to clear around the more difficult areas. Ibuprofen worked a treat with the other two piercings I'd had in order to keep down pain and swelling (I'd recommend getting the 200mg tablets as you can cut down to one tablet per dose after a few days), and I also got some tea-tree oil, just in case I got hypertrophic scarring, after hearing it was a possible post-piercing problem. Please don't think I'm a hypochondriac though; I just like to be prepared!
I got to Abody and the first person I saw was Brian, which was a relief as I was worried that I'd have to wait around like I did for my lip, which really didn't help. I couldn't think of anything to say so I un-wittily said, "Pierce Me" with a huge grin on my face as I saw him. He asked where, I replied my nipples, and the tattoo guy (I still don't know what his name is, but he is an excellent tattooist) laughed at me and handed me the paperwork to fill in. Brian wandered off to clean up and get everything ready. He called me over to the piercing room and, shutting the door, gave me a run through of what was going to happen. After he'd finished explaining he just looked at me, still dressed, and went "Go on then, get them out"... I hadn't even taken off my shirt! I stood there, semi-naked, as he put the dots on my nipples and got me to check them in the mirror. Then I lay down as he got the first needle and clamps out.
Brian clamped my left nipple first, and even though I'd wanted to start with the right one, I decided that it would be better to get the one I didn't want pierced first done first, to get it out of the way. I closed my eyes and waited for the needle. I felt it go in and then out, he clipped off some of the needle and put the bar in. No pain, nothing. Then the rush came. I felt exhilarated and at the same time completely calmed by the piercing, it's hard to describe the feeling I get when pierced. It's almost like taking a huge hit of narcotics, but without the dizziness. Anyway, I looked in the mirror whilst recovering and there it was... the beautiful barbell was in. Looking down, I was bleeding a little. Never mind, it looked great.
I sat there for five minutes to recover and Brian moved over to the other side of me. I asked a few questions about tattooing whilst I waited, and then I felt good with doing the next one, so I lay down and let Brian clamp the right nipple. I closed my eyes again, not wanting to look at the needle, and waited, imagining the needle going through. Then it came. I'm certain Brian put the second needle in slower than the first, either on purpose or by accident, but the experience lasted quite a lot longer (relatively speaking). I must admit that I let out a bit of a moan at this point, not from pain, because it didn't really hurt, nor from being uncomfortable. I'm not sure where it came from, but I got a second, far more extreme adrenaline rush from my second piercing. I'd been concerned that the adrenaline would be wasted on the first, and that the second one would hurt, but in hindsight, it was better.
I got up and wobbled my way to the mirrors. The only thought (apart from a rather Bill and Ted-esque "Whoa!") was how gorgeous they were. I love my breasts now that they've been pierced. I didn't get them done because I didn't like them, because I've never actually hated my breasts, but I really love them now I've added the simple pieces of metal to them. They've been excellently placed, and fantastic so far. I've had them done two days at writing this, and so far they've only been a little painful when they stretch the scabs when erecting. Otherwise, cleaning and aftercare's been fine. If you think you can get over the reaction most of my friends and family have come out with when I told them, then nipple piercings are a beautiful piercing to get done.