Upon turning 15, instead of hoping for cute make up kits or a lavish shopping spree, I pondered hard about what I really wanted. In due time, I came to the conclusion that I wanted my nipples pierced. Discussing this idea with my parents was out of the question therefore I was left to do some research on my own. Unfortunately, a full year passed until I found anyone remotely experienced to pierce me.
At A Glance Author rina Contact taurusbabe53@yahoo.com When A month ago Artist friend! Studio my room When I first met this kid(meaning my piercer), I realized I had no idea what I was getting myself into. My friends were pinching my nipples for weeks screaming "TOUGH IT OUT! We're preparing you for the pain!" Needless to say, this in no way calmed me down for what was ahead. To get more comfortable with my piercer, (lets call him Bob) I asked him about the whole procedure, what he was going to do, etc. We met up on a friday afternoon for a consultation- To remove any thoughts that this was the least bit formal, he came over my house, put on some gloves and checked the clamp and ring size I'd need for my nipples.(varies, but normally 14/12 gauge)
6 days later, it was Thursday, and I was beyond anxious/excited/overwhelmed about what was going to happen the next day. I barely focused in any of my classes, and as the hours wound down to 2:15 I felt like a zoo of animals had been released in my stomach. I left school in a rush blasting some Bane and walked my way home as quick as I could. I dropped my backpack, changed into something comfortable and waited for him to pick me up.
I came over his house and chilled for an hour and a half. This relaxed me a lot and got my mind off how painful the process might have been. After picking up my jewlery (14 gauge rings) we went back to his house and the process began. He got a little stand, put on gloves, and lined it with paper towels. Pouring some rubbing alcohol into a small plastic cup, he threw the rings, the clamp, and the ring appliers into it. While doing this he was talking to me about random stuff to once again get my mind off of the fact that I was about to get a needle through one of the most sensitive parts of my body. After he sanitized all his tools and laid them out on the paper towels, I was still sitting on a couch fully clothed. Let me just say I hadn't been that nervous in an extremely long time. After finally taking my top and bra off, I calmed down and let him do his thing. He changed his gloves, grabbed a cotton swab and cleaned off the area he was going to pierce. After marking me up, I checked where the needle would be going through, and was satisfied. He squeezed antibacterial cream onto the top of his hand and stuck a needle into it. After putting the clamp on my left nipple (which hurt more than the actual piercing) he asked me if I was ready. I was more ready than I'd ever be. In the count of a second and a quick pain, the needle went through. I looked down at my nipple in horror and content. He told me to breath, and after several seconds asked me if I was ready for my second one. I just groaned, and looked away. He took the second needle that was so comfortably sitting in the antibacterial cream on his hand, and asked me if again if I was ready. I said yes, and again in a second and the twist of pain, the needle went through. Unlike the hype and huge scare behind the idea, it didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would. My left nipple was a bitch though, due to the fact that I already had a grasp of what to expect. I stared at the ceiling while he changed his gloves again and applied the rings which was irritating but not painful. Dabbing some of the cream on the rings one final time, he congratulated me and told me to go check out my new nipples rings in the mirror. I was in love.
I put a camisole on and another tank top on top of that and walked out to his car. He drove me to a CVS and we picked up aftercare junk. From the parking lot to the store, I'd say I strutted my stuff showing off to the world that I, Irina, had gotten my nipples pierced. FUCK YES! I bought some more antibacterial cream, soft brand soap ( non scented/antibacterial) and antiseptic wash. I was told to wash each ring and rotate it a couple of times twice a day, no more than three times. After, I had to use the antiseptic wash, and then apply cream. To my personal preferance, I washed the rings with soap, rotated them , let them air dry, and put the cream on them. Air drying was very convenient and made them feel a lot better. My friends were of course insanely nice and gentle about it and let me walk around topless if I need to, because there were brutal moments of irritation. After two weeks of having the piercing, it completely stopped hurting washing them, sleeping on my stomach, playing with them, wearing a normal bra, etc. It's been about a month and although it takes almost 6 months for this piercing to fully heal, they look great and I don't regret my decision one bit. Some say 16 is way too young to be getting this piercing but I'd say suck it. (That's my maturity shining through). Don't be lazy with after care and you'll be all set. It's a beautiful piercing and fun as well, so grow some balls and just do it! :)