Several years ago, I had my right nipple pierced on an impulse. The piercing was done badly and had to come out a week or so later. Ever since then, I kept meaning to go back (to a *good* shop) and have it done properly, but I never got around to it.
At A Glance Author deb Contact deb@bme.anon When A week ago Artist Jamie Studio Slave to the Needle Location Seattle Finally, a week ago, I talked my husband C into coming with me to Slave to the Needle. I told him I wanted to re-do the nipple and that I'd been thinking about getting a horizontal hood piercing as well. I'd wanted a hood piercing for years but hadn't ever pursued it because I figured fat girls couldn't get genital piercings. Either I would be too fat for it to work, or I'd gross the piercer out. To my relief, neither of those things happened.
When we arrived for my appointment, I waited nervously for the piercer to arrive. When he did, I told him that in addition to the nipple, I wanted to see if I could get a hood piercing. Jamie, the piercer, asked if I just wanted a consult and I surprised myself by saying, "Well, if it's possible, we should just go ahead and do it." He advised me that most people don't have the proper anatomy for a horizontal hood but that a vertical hood should be possible. He didn't say anything about my weight being a problem.
I looked at jewelry, and he explained that the nipple piercing would be done with a straight barbell and the hood piercing, if I opted for it, with a curved one. I was surprised; for some reason I had the idea that both piercings would use CBRs.
In the piercing room, I took off my top and the piercer marked my nipple. He had me lie back on the table and take a few deep breaths, one, two, three. In the middle of breath three there was a flash of mind-wiping white-hot pain. I had no room left in my head for anything but the sensation. It was unlike anything else I've ever felt, deep and intense -- so excruciating that it was almost transcendent. I spent a few seconds suspended in a place between pleasure and pain.
After a few more deep breaths, the barbell was in. I hopped down, put my top back on and took off my jeans before climbing back up on the table. I lay back, bent my knees out to the sides, and pressed the soles of my feet together. Jamie swabbed and examined the area and marked where the piercing would go. I thought about how very strange it was having a near-total stranger handling my clit in such a businesslike way.
He determined that my anatomy meant a horizontal piercing wouldn't work, but a vertical one would. I hesitated only a moment before deciding to go for it. As it turned out, I'm happier with the VCH than I think I would have been with a horizontal one.
C came to the head of the table and squeezed both my hands. I squeezed back. After some prep, it was deep breaths again and then ohmygoditHURTS! There were a couple of seconds of unbelievable pain, then nothing. The pain was completely different to the nipple piercing, deeper and harder but less intense. I think I involuntarily pulled my hips up off the table a bit and I know I yelped. I tried to breathe through the pain; it only lasted a few seconds but they felt like eternity.
Fortunately, I didn't move enough to screw up the piercing. A couple of days later C and I determined that everything still worked and worked even better than pre-VCH. We were able to have sex two days after the piercing, though he had to be careful and gentle and we had to use condoms to keep bodily fluids out of the piercing. That night was some of the best sex of my life. Orgasms are more intense now and I come more easily and frequently.
Contrary to what I'd heard, I'm not walking round in a state of constant sexual excitement (which is a good thing; it would make work quite awkward). Aside from the occasional pinch, I don't have any pain in the VCH and it seems to be healing nicely. Yes, it hurt a lot, but the pain was fleeting. The piercing is (with any luck) forever. Even knowing how much it hurt, I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
My worries about my weight turned out to be unfounded. If the piercer minded my size, he gave absolutely no indication. Once I got over my initial shyness and insecurity I was fine. He made me feel at ease and perfectly normal.
If you've been putting off a piercing because you're worried about your size, don't. I am thrilled with mine and so glad I got over myself and just did it already.