If there was any piercing that I never thought I would get done, it would be my nipples. I have hated nipple piercings for as long as I can remember. My ex-best friend wanted to get hers done, and I talked her out of it. I refuse to date guys who have theirs pierced. It's strange. Yet for some reason, the idea of piercing mine appealed to me. I have 13 ear piercings and my nose pierced, and I get alot of comments about them. I wanted a piercing that was my own. Something private, that only I, and my friends that I wanted to know about it, knew it existed. So I decided after a couple weeks I would get them done.
At A Glance Author Surprised Contact Surprised@bme.anon When It just happened Artist Not too sure Studio Charlies House of Tattoos Location Camarillo My best friend and I drove out to Camarillo to Charlie's House of Tattoos. I had gotten my nose pierced there, and never had it get infected, so I had faith in the place. It was a different piercer, but I knew it was clean. The whole drive over, I felt like I was going to puke. I called up my boyfriend and told him I didn't think I could go through with it. He told me that I was strong and could handle it, and that I would be happy with the results. Having rather large boobs, I wasn't sure how it would look. But I figured it was worth the shot, and I could always take them out if I didn't like them.
She and I walked into the shop, and told the employees I was there to get my nipples pierced. The piercer said he'd go set up, and be ready in a couple of minutes. I sat in the main room, looking at pics of tattoos to try to distract myself. He came back out and called me back into the room. I asked my friend to come in the back with me, and she and I went into the back.
When I walked in, the piercer told me to go ahead and take off my shirt and bra so he could measure me. So I de-robed and stood in front of him. He wets them, and then blew on them, which kinda threw me off for a sec. I think he saw the expression on my face and said he was just speeding up the process. He marked me, had me check it out in the mirror, I gave the okay, and then I laid down on the chair.
Out came the clamp, he lined everything up and had me hold the clamp while he got the ring. (I had 14g horseshoes put it, surprisingly pretty cute.) He came back over, told me to take a deep breath, and then on my breath out, he pushed the needle through. The pain was not what I expected at all, in the sense that there was really not that much pain. It was kind of like a shot, but quicker. He went to go put in the ring, and after a couple minutes of him digging at my nipple with it, I asked him what the problem was, because the soreness was REALLY starting to kick in. He told me that he had lost the needle out of it and that he needed to re-pierce my nipple. I couldn't believe it. My nipple already hurt soo bad from him trying to put the ring through. So he re-set the clamp, and re-pierced my nipple. Tears started streaming down my face. I wasn't actually crying, but they were tears of pain I just couldnt control. I felt like I was going to squeeze my friends hand off. Finally it was in, and we stopped for a couple minutes so I could relax.
He apologized to me for a little while, told me I took it like a champ, reminded me what a trooper I was, then asked me if I still wanted the second hoop. I told him to get it over and done with, but that if he screwed up my second one, I would own his nuts. I think I scared him with that, and the second one was quick, only slightly painful, and done and over with in less than a minute. I laid on the table for a little while because I still felt pretty light headed from the pain of the first one. But I have to admit, once the piercing is in, its almost like a wave of relief, and the pain goes away. I stood up to take a look, gave the approval, and got dressed. I was expecting my bra to hurt like mad hell, but it actually kind of protected them and held them in place, so it was a bit of a relief. He gave me my cleaning directions, I paid him the 80 bucks, and was out the door.
My best friend was in shock that I had actually gone through with it, and I think my boyfriend was too when I called him. I told him about what happened, and then I drove over to his house to show him. I think he really likes them, but has his own hands-off policy right now. He is always so afraid to hug me, and keeps asking me how Im doing. It's now been three days since I did it, and I feel great. They don't hurt on their own. I actually forget that they are there until I bump them on something. I have to admit tho, when my seat belt brushes against one, it's slightly arousing. I never really had much nipple sensation before, but I definately do now. I love them, think they definately suit me, and I LOVE the fact that they dont hurt anywhere near like I thought that they would. I'm so happy that I went through with it, even with the kind of miserable experience of it. But those 10 minutes of pain were definately worth the satisfaction I feel now.