At A Glance
Author	kyo
Contact	kyo@bme.anon
IAM	kyo
When	Three months ago
Artist	André
Studio	Rebel Studio
Location	Campbellton, NB

There are always reasons to get pierced, and always a thousand to counter it. I have no real idea from where the nipple piercing had got in my mind. I suppose it's from the fact that it's easily hidden, and looks so hot.... But I knew that I couldn't get pierced as long as I would be training Tae Kwon Do. The kicks and punches I'd get to the chest would prevent the healing. When I injured my shoulder I had a sad feeling that I couldn't train Tae Kwon Do, but I knew it was my chance to get my nipples pierced.

A few calls and a day of waiting and I was in the piercing room. Andre laughs at me when I asked him to pierce my nipples vertically. His response was "Which one do you want tonight?" I was a little confused. Having read so many nipple piercings, I was wondering why he just asked me "which nipple" I wanted both! After seeing my confused look, he told me to do one and see how it goes before doing the second.

As we go on I've been at Andre's place several times, and he even started to show me the tricks of the trade. We talked about the whole procedure, and the pros and cons of the nipple piercing. He got ready, but I wasn't. He set the clamps, got the jewelry ready, got the needle out, and then tells me to lie down so I wouldn't fall off the chair. The clamps were already quite painful, enough to get the stress going. Then he was looking under the nipple, then over, and under,... Probably to check the lining of the holes, then suddenly he pierced. The pain, the FUCKING pain (sorry but I had to say it) was horrific! My whole body crisp, I even screamed! My feet kick the emptiness, my shoulder rolled on the side. And he was laughing! The feeling was like if someone would have taken a bite off my nipple. My shoulder pain was forgotten in the rush. For me the world had stopped at that very second. It started back turning when he slapped me in the face.

I had to start breathing again. As he stopped laughing, he handed me the clamps, and got to his working table to get the jewelry. I got the shakes so badly. I slowly started to relax. But I mean really slowly. He slid the jewelry in the needle, and proceeds with the removal of the needle. Not as bad as the piercing, but my swollen nipple didn't like the step down from the 12 ga needle to the 14 ga jewelry.

I was stunned, but he was almost over. I closed my eye and tried to forget about the pain. A little struggle with the bead, and he started to clean the blood. The cotton swab felt like a Gothic medieval spiked mace on my extremely sensitive nipple. He wipes the blood and put some polysporin onto it. Andre finally taped gauze over it to avoid bleeding all over my shirt. I had a serious doubt about that one since I'm not a bleeder.

Sadly I had to agree with him, and to wait for a further appointment to do the other nipple. After getting home I noticed it was quite painful. And that the blood had soaked the gauze. I tried to change the gauze, but the dried blood had created a bond between the gauze and the skin. I first had to remove the tape. I have no idea why it was so hard to pull the tape, I did a few scarifications on a bigger scale, and it wasn't a tenth of that pain. The removal of the gauze was excruciating. The dried blood binding the barbell to the gauze was quite strong, and my only solution was a shower to soak the blood and to weaken the bond enough so I could remove it. There was so much blood clots on the bead that even after a 10 minutes sea salt soak, I could barely remove half of it.

Once I was out of the shower, I first noticed the lower hole was in the areola. Then I looked at my right nipple, and I felt like I had lost the barbell or something. Although my left nipple was still throbbing in pain, I already had the itch for it. The first night was weird, I always sleep on my stomach, and I had to figure how to sleep without bothering my nipple. It took me two nights (and several waking up from the discomfort) to get this little trick, I sleep on 3 pillows, and lay them in an "L" shape, raising my chest on one side, but not putting pressure on the other. To help the healing I tried as I could to do sea salt soak twice a day, but it was more like once a day.

On the next weekend I got there again with the intention of getting my second nipple pierced. I was so nervous that I got dizzy when he installed the clamps. And I had to resign from getting pierced on that day. I got out of there and I felt like shit. I never backed away from a piercing since I had my labret. Everyone told me it was ok, and that it's all in the head. Yet it took me 2 weeks to get over it. And I called Andre once again to get my nipple done.

I had to call him to get an appointment, but couldn't get a hold of him. I still think that he wanted me to wait more, and all I could do was to look at my nicely healing piercing. Two more weeks passed by, and I still had the itch for my nipple.

I had given my resignation letter at my job, I had to celebrate that! On my break I called Andre. He tried to settle an appointment a few days later, when I asked him about doing it the same evening. He was caught short and agreed. I got there with 15 minutes late (which is rarely the case). He first told me he thought I didn't want to do it anymore. But my will was so strong that this time I had to get it. 5 weeks of motivation and psyching myself up, I wasn't leaving this time without a painful nipple.

I got in quite and got through the routine, the one I had done for my left nipple, and once for my right too. I laid back and slowly started breathing to relax as much as I could. I opened my eyes and saw a spot on the ceiling. I got so deep in the piercing I lost track of what Andre was doing or saying. The suddenly a sharp pain, I was about to grab his hand, but thought that if I hold him back, he'll screw it up! My hands ran down the side of the bed and grabbed the underneath fixture. But the pain was far from the left one. He looks at me and said "can I go with the jewelry", and it was an of course! But in my head it couldn't be pierced. The pain I felt wasn't the one from the needle. He finishes the insertion of the jewelry and tightens the bead onto it.

I asked him to switch the jewelry from my other nipple, since I wasn't brave enough to change it my-self! As he changed it, I was still waiting for the needle to come! I just couldn't believe it was over! I pay him well, tip him because he barely charges me anything since I'm looking forward to getting an apprenticeship from him!

I got home, and the gauze was bonded once again! I knew how to handle it since it was pretty much the same thing as the left one! But there was less blood, and less pain. Also the piercing is more on the nipple.

I debated for 2 months to know if I was stretching right away, or removing my left one to get it repierced. I finally stretched my right one to 10 ga. The pain was odd; I could feel the stretching in my toes... But happy to be over, I took out my left one, and let it heal. The right nipple was painful for a day, but nothing worse than bumping it. I'm still waiting for the fistula to get reabsorbed by my body, and I'll get it repierced, hopefully properly. But I'm debating if I do it in 10 ga right away or 14 ga and stretch it... Yet I still have more plans to get sore nipples!