When talking about a piercing experience people usually start by stating how much they always loved b-mods or how they came about wanting their specific piercing. Well, I did love them for as long as I can remember but never really thought about my nipple of all things being pierced until I was around 12 because and well it was only a matter of time before I got around to being interested in it. It just happen to be when I was pretty young, at least at that time I had around a c cup so it wasn't that odd.
At A Glance Author anonymous When Six months ago Artist myself Studio bathroom I came to accept the fact that I really liked the idea of getting needle shoved through my tender bits fairly quickly. In my eyes there were bigger fish to fry, like a tongue piercing. For some reason that was a bigger issue to me then the other one. It was around when I was about 14- 15 and had my dreams shattered that it even came up in my head again.
So after a while it just didn't want to go away. The seed of an idea had planted itself inside my head and just grew and grew and my thoughts about it just poured down giving it nourishment. I decided that it didn't matter if there was a fucking redwood growing in there; I wasn't going to stab myself in the chest. The nose would be sufficient. After 2 botched noses I was feeling discouraged and sad. The damn thing HAD after all made it easier to look in a mirror. It also didn't help that everything was just really starting to get to me more and more. So I decided that I was going to make myself feel a bit better and off to BME I went (a long beloved site). That along with a couple of broken mirrors set my head back on straight, or as straight as it could get. Chance have it that somehow while not even on the site I stumbled onto pictures of jeweled nipples and the growth began once again. So sitting with my sister watching a movie, I decided to do it then.
So I said "Oy! I'm going to pierce my nipple""shit! shit! i can do this i can- it's going to hurt isn't it!?" and walked off to the bathroom with her yells of "why not, go for it!" trailing behind me. So once I had the broke child's piercing kit, which consist of bactine and a safety pin, I took a shower. It helped the nipple relax and not hurt as much. Then when I was squeaky clean I went in front of the mirror and just eyed the nipnip for a while. Then cleaned with bactine and proceeded to slowly push the safety pin through. I don't really know why I went slowly but that's what I did. Other then the disturbing feeling of a needle pushing through layer after layer of tissue it didn't hurt until half way through. Then pain just came in waves. I continued after about 2 minutes of just screaming curse words.
Once through I just breathed, and no I hadn't been holding my breath. The pain started to go away and all that remained was me standing half naked in front of the bathroom mirror smiling like a mad woman. I didn't dare do the other one, one was enough and I didn't want to risk having different angles and shit (does matter that mine turned out nicely straight). The healing period was a bit of a bitch. It bled and I didn't really know if that was a good thing or what, didn't help that people at school think it's funny to punch a girl in the chest area. It didn't do much other then puss and be mean for a while but it was most likely because I still had a safety pin in it and it was mad at me. Once traded it was almost a perfect little angel. The thought of a diy nipnip doing better then two professional noses was annoying. Other then that I enjoy the piercing very much and not in a perverse way either. Sure, it's nice to have licked but just knowing you have it kind of makes you feel a teeny bit better. It's even better that not many know you have it; not all secrets are bad. If you do decide to get this piercing please get a trained professional to do it for you. What I did was dumb and endangered me. Did I care at the time, no. do I wish I didn't do it, no. do I plan on doing another piercing diy, yes but I'm ordering the proper needles this time. I was pretty lucky when you think about all the bad shit that could have come out of me stabbing myself with a safety pin. I'm now happy with my little jeweled nipple and can't wait for the next piercing which will hopefully be done properly.