During the summer while I was working in downtown Hamilton, I'd often visit my friends at Aardvark Piercing and Tattoo Studio. I had known their counter person, Johnny for several years, and had known their piercer Jess, for quite a few months. I'd usually go in to visit on Saturday afternoons when I was done work, since it was just down the street. Around mid September I was beginning to get the itch for a new piercing, and had decided to get a horizontal hood.
At A Glance Author Valerie Contact Valerie@bme.anon IAM systemOFaVAL When Six months ago Artist Jess Studio Aardvark Location Hamilton When I had originally planned to get it done, I ended up getting a cold and thought it would be a better idea to wait until I wasn't so sick to get myself pierced. So after talking to Jess, she agreed and we talked about what kind of jewelry to put in it. For some reason I find smaller gauge piercings kind of scary, especially when going in a skin that seems like it could rip easily, so I told her that I wanted it done with at least 12ga. She said that that was fine and that if I had my own jewelry she'd pierce it with that.
Two weeks later I decided to go and get it done. After I was done work I took the bus home. When I got there I had a shower and (ahem) prep'd the area, and by preping I mean making it more friendly to look at, cause I know very few people who'd like to pierce a fuzzy box. So I shaved the ol' girl and went to meet my friend Rachel who was coming along to get her cleavage pierced.
The bus ride down I was getting pretty nervous, my friend had had her hood pierced before but she got some time of ointment that numbed the surface, so her experience didn't much apply to mine, she had also gotten her's done vertically. By the time we got to the shop I was highly excited and worried, but I find the more you think it's going to hurt the less bad it actually is, because I don't think anything is ever as horrible as we expect. Rachel went in first and while she was getting pierced and my CBR was in the autoclave, Johnny and I picked out a bead to put in the ring. When he took out the jar containing they and put it on the table, one popped out, so we assumed that it was meant to be. Once Rachel was done, Jess had to clean up in the piercing room and prepare for me. She either took her time to get ready, or I was just so nervous that it seemed to take forever. But, finally, just as the entire lobby was filling up with other customers Jess brought me into the back .
I walked in and she asked me to take off my undies and hop up on the bed, and so I did. I wore a skirt that day on purpose so I wouldn't have to sit around half naked waiting to be pierced. When she was all ready she asked me to hike up my skirt and spread my legs, and so again I did. She marked two dots where she thought looked good and that asked me to have a gander to see if I agreed. Surprisingly, she had placed a mirror in front of my vag so that I'd have a better view. I agreed that the placement looked good and with that we were well on our way to piercing. She asked me to lay back and relax while she did it, she also warned me that I may try to kick her so to hold onto my right leg incase I was going to. I laid back but instead of holding my leg, I put my hands over my eyes because I cannot watch myself be pierced at all, it makes me sick.
Suddenly, without warning, I felt the clamp in place. I didn't hurt much, but it was uncomfortable. Then she asked me to take a deep breath and exhale when she said. As I started drawing in a deep breath she poke the needles through my hood. This shocked me, and upon realizing what had happened I kicked out the leg she had asked me to hold on to and shouted very loudly, "FUCKY! MY BOX!" After she stopped laughing she asked me if I was ready to taper it to 12ga (since she only pierces at 14ga), and I said yes. The stretch was nothing, I barely even felt it. After all was said and done and the ring was in place, she popped the mirror back in front of me and I took a look. It looked pretty neat, but also was beginning to swell so wasn't kinda not to too nice looking. With that I popped on my undies and proceeded out into the lobby.
When I entered the lobby everyone in there was laughing at me for what I had yelled. So I explained to them that it wasn't that it hurt a lot, it's just anything that doesn't feel good on your genitals feels horrible. I could have had that amount of pain anywhere else in my body and it would have been nothing. But alas the pain was in my genitals so it wasn't very nice. After everyone had stopped laughing at me I paid and Rachel and I were on our way back home.
The entire walk to the bus and ride on the bus I was very aware of my genitals. When I got home I took so anti-inflamitories and went and got some dinner. Later that night I was off to a party, after a few drinks I went to go pee and was startled by a small amount of blood in my undies. It wasn't a big deal just a little blood, so I continued on partying. The healing process went really fast and everything felt fine with two weeks. It took a little bit of getting use to for some things, like sex and masturbation but eventually all was well.
Currently I have stretched my hood up to 10ga, and plan on stopping once I get to 8. I think it's a lovely piercing and highly suggested to all females.