About a year ago, my best friend came over to my house with the biggest smile I've ever seen. She flashed me before I had the chance to ask her why she was so happy. It was like a double bonus for me, not only because my friend has an amazing body but also because she had gotten her nipples pierced. This was a huge surprise for me because we had talked about it before but we decided it would hurt far too much. I looked at her with disbelief and asked her when she had it done. She explained to me that she had it done about thirty minutes before arriving at my house, and that it didn't hurt that bad. She began trying to persuade me to get it done. I had given it thought in the past, but the thought of a needle shredding through the skin of my nipple was less than appealing.
At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon When N/A Studio steel sensations Location klamath falls oregon For the next five days, every time I saw her, she would tell me that I needed to get mine done. She tried to convince me that it didn't hurt that bad, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. After about a week, she had me actually considering it. I asked her if I could see hers again. She showed me and at that moment, I was convinced. You see, My best friend and I, we are little girls, I don't mean actual little girls, we were nineteen at the time. I just mean we have little builds, we both wore a size one to a size three in jeans, and we both have little tits, size A if you can consider them that. But when she flashed me that day, her tits actually looked nice. I've always been self-conscious about my chest, but that day, I felt if I got them pierced, it would be beautiful. I called my boyfriend and asked him how he felt about it. Being the considerate, kind man he is, he told me that if it would make me happy, then do it.
My best friend and I went directly to the bank, and withdrew sixty dollars. We then went up to the only piercing shop in our little town.I felt a wave of nervousness overcome me as we entered the building. It was my first time in an actual piercing shop. (I also have my tongue and my belly button pierced, but a friend with a license, and no shop did those for me.) A tall bald man was at the front counter. He asked me how he could help. I just stared at him. I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I wanted him to jab a hollow needle through my nipples. As I stood there staring at him, my friend spoke up, "she wants her nipples pierced." "Oh, that's all?" he asked.
He told me the cost for both of them with the rings was going to be sixty dollars. He then asked me for my ID to prove that I was over the age of eighteen, and asked me to pick out some rings. I just chose standard silver rings with black balls. I decided that I wanted him to pierce me with an eighteen gauge instead of a standard fourteen gauge because my nipples are so small. I thought it would look out of proportion with such a big ring. He explained to me that it would be more difficult to find jewelry in that size, but it didn't matter to me so we headed for the back room. My heart was pounding so loud I couldn't hear anything. He directed me to a little room on the left hand side of the hallway. He told me to take my shirt off. I got topless, and he made the marks on my nipples and asked me to look in the mirror to see if they were straight. I was too nervous to even care. I told him they were fine, and laid down on the chair. He put on his gloves, opened the needle, and cleaned the jewelery. I lied there on the chair, topless, palms sweating, holding my best friends hand, just wishing it were over. He leaned over me so he could do the right side first. ONE... TWO... THREE... he jammed the needle through me. The pain wasn't nearly as bad as I had expected, but it still hurt. He just stood over me, not moving. I was waiting for him to insert the ring, but he did nothing. Finally my friend asked him what he was doing. He replied, "well, if your friend would release the death grip she has on me, maybe I could finish." It was then that I realized I was digging my finger nails in to his side. I quickly let go and apologized. He then finished by putting the ring in, and prepared to do the other side. I was so nervous even though he had just done the first one. It didn't hurt all that bad, but I just kept visualizing a needle ripping through my nipple. ONE... TWO... FUCK!!!!!!!!!! There was no THREE on this one. He just jammed it through. This side hurt SO much more than the first one. My best friend was laughing. "\Ãw@ž She couldn't believe how loud I yelled. I didn't care, it was finally over, and all I wanted to do was see them. As i stood up to look at them, he explained to me that the reason he didn't say THREE is because you are expecting the pain, and you know how bad it is going to hurt, so if he just does it after he says TWO, you have a less chance of jumping or flinching. I just stood there, staring at myself in the mirror. For the first time in my life, I was actually satisfied with my chest. It was beautiful. He explained all of the after care to me, and my best friend and I headed back to her house.
It has been over one year now, and I love my piercings. They make me feel so much better about my body. I went to the Oregon Country Fair last year, and for the first time, I actually wasn't afraid to walk around topless. For me, these piercings weren't about having my nipples pierced. They were about beauty and they have raised my self-esteem so much. I love them, and if anyone is considering having it done, its definitely worth the pain.