A Trans Scrotal failure (or It seemed like a good idea at the time) BE WARNED! This is an account of how to ignore good advice and how not to achieve a successful trans scrotal piercing. But first some background of the roller coaster events that led to it.
At A Glance Author c_ntryboy Contact c_ntryboy@hotmail.com IAM c_ntryboy When It just happened Artist self Studio home As long as I can remember, perhaps as far back as childhood, I have fantasised about having a hole through my scrotum but until finding BME, reading experiences and seeing photographs, had never considered it a real possibility. That triggered thoughts of actually having one and I started to research in depth what was involved. About this time, I met Vampy on BME who immediately impressed me with her knowledge and professional approach to body mods and in passing joked that she could perhaps do one on me. Her reaction, typically, was the honest answer that she had never done one but with the help of her mentor Patrick would look into it. Time passed and the urge to have one became even stronger and so, after iam's passing back and forth, we agreed on a date for a consultation at Vampy's house. This was really to meet and discuss the difficulties and risks involved as apparently, not everyone's body is suitable. After a pleasant couple of hours in July in their company, it was pronounced possible at 22mm, although I had wanted to go bigger but Patrick persuaded me that the risks were too great and it was better to start small and stretch up. And so a date was set some weeks ahead in October giving Vampy time to brush up her skills in what was required to complete the procedure! The expectation of having it done seemed to take over my life and I found myself counting down the days until it happened. Perhaps I should add at this point that my wife of over 30years does not view mods as I do and this was a major problem as I did not wish to upset her. Each time I raised the subject it was obvious she was against the idea but as time passed I felt I had progressed to the point that 'it was my body and she couldn't stop me'. So, as far as I was concerned, it would happen in October. That is, until I raised the subject again some 2 weeks before and realised from her reaction that it was still no go as far as she was concerned. I was devastated but had no choice but to call it off even though I felt I had let Vampy down at the very least as I knew she had put much into learning how to do the procedure. However, another 2 weeks passed and again after talking to Mary, felt I had made enough progress to go ahead so once again, fixed a date in the middle of November. Now I knew Patric "\Ãw€ë k's circumstances were about to change in the near future so time was pressing and sure enough, 1 week before, Patrick told me he would be unavailable but could do it 'tomorrow' Panic set in, but I realised I would have to take this opportunity whilst it was there and so set about organising things for the 3hr trip to Vampy's the next day. You will have to imagine my emotions at this point! But, once again, fate stepped in. Vampy messaged me late in the evening to say she had been taken ill and didn't feel she could take the risk of doing it whilst not being well. Of course I was thankful that she had let me know in time but it was down to earth with a crash again as I realised that due to everyone's circumstances for the foreseeable future, it was not going to be possible to proceed.
In desperation, this realisation led me to consider ways of achieving the mod on my own. I knew I could make the hole no problem after 'experiments' in the past. The big problem was how to suture the 2 sides together which I knew was essential for it to heal. I had also experimented with what are in fact livestock tags. These consist of two 30mm self locking discs designed to go through animal's ears leaving a gap of around 10mm which I felt was about the thickness of the two sides of the scrotum. I therefore reasoned that this may be a way of holding the two sides together long enough for them to join up. And so a plan was devised. I picked a day just before Christmas when I knew I wouldn't be disturbed and which would be followed by the family coming home to stay giving me chance to avoid any awkward questions! I carefully devised a method even to the extent of listing everything I would need so that I wasn't caught in the middle lacking some important piece of equipment. In fact, this part went smoothly and was based around using an injectable anaesthetic, rods and elastic bands to form a clamp to force the testes as high as possible giving plenty of room and skin and then punching a hole with a sharpened piece of 15mm chrome pipe. Using a 10mm * 15mm spacer to form the hole, the two discs were then locked into place. Simple, or so I thought!
A few days passed with few problems except the first night I suffered a major bleed probably due to a nighttime erection pulling on a cut edge. Fortunately I had made it to the bathroom and with a pad and pressure the bleeding soon stopped. Returning to bed with a bandage fixed to prevent a re-occurrence the night passed without further incident. I admit, that it was uncomfortable, but was expecting that and by the sixth day felt progress was good as there had been no further bleeding and I thought the swelling was beginning to go down. There was however, some discharge but nothing that I felt was out of the ordinary. Feeling confident, I decided to talk to Vampy as I didn't want her to think that I had gone elsewhere although I had put little on my diary page at this point. When I told her what I had done, her immediate reaction was that it had been tried before and she didn't think it would work. She said the usual result was poor healing and resulting infection. Somewhat disheartened I said that it appeared to be progressing OK and would keep her informed. Unfortunately though, this had sown the seeds of doubt in my mind and the next morning decided to have a good look to see what was happening. Sure enough, to my dismay, one side had in fact disappeared into the scrotum leaving the cut edge outside the disc. It was obvious that this was never going to knit together and so, reluctantly I made the decision to abandon the idea. The only way to remove the discs was to cut them but with one disc hidden inside the sac, that was not going to be easy! However, as panic began to set in, I managed to cut off the bottom one but this still left a 30mm disc inside a 15mm hole! There was no choice but to grip it with a pair of pliers and force it through. After some sweating I succeeded! It was painful but necessary and as I stood there recovering, vowed to listen to the experts in future!
So here I am, two days later, hoping that I can heal two large holes in my scrotum without complications and hoping that those that read this experience learn by my mistakes. As Patrick commented 'At least I still have my nuts!'