I am a person who believes that size DO indeed matter...especially when it has to do with metal in your pants. I got my first g piercing when I was 18. It was a vch. It was done at a 14ga and now it is 0ga. When I first got it done, my first thought was how thin the barbell looked and I couldn't wait until it healed in order to stretch it up. I have a patience problem. Although I love stretching piercings, I rather just have instant gratification and have the desired sized on the first go. These desires lead me to the idea of dermal punching. I wanted my outer labias done. I had already had them done before at 10ga and the healing was horrible and I was starting to see some scaring on the piercings. I took the rings out because keloids are not attractive in that region...actually any bumpy appearance would lead the less knowledgeable to think I had HPV or HSV.
At A Glance Author Chanel Contact Chanel@bme.anon IAM Token Black Chick When Five years ago Artist Jason Stampfly Location Nashville I read a lot on dermal punching on BME. I read articles from punching conches to lobes to navels. I found that artist were using punches in a variety of ways, so why not for labias? I also spoke with a few progressive artists online about my idea. One of the main protestors of my idea was Todd Bertrang. I respect Todd a lot and we had been corresponding for years at that time. I had plan to travel to LA to get my outer labias done at 6ga by him (note this before Todd's "vacation") but decided the money for travel and the cost of everything was not in my fulltime student budget.
On further researching on dermal punching and based on my experiences and healing, I came to the conclusion that punching would give me the desired effect and superior healing over the other options I had; stretching, large gauge piercing, and scalpling. I went to my piercer, Jason Stampfly, with my idea. I will admit, I was nervous telling my idea to Jason but then again, he loves to experiment and do "non mainstream" work. When I told Jason, the first thing that came out of his month was "F*ck Yeah!" I had a big grin on my face after that. He was SO excited, more than me about the idea. He ran to the shelf and pulled out books of jewelry catalogues. We flipped through the pages discussing the possible jewelry to use. I had my heart set on a pair of love buttons. The jewelry resembled labret studs but instead of a full round ball they had a half ball which gave the appearance of a button. The problem was that the buttons were not long enough for my outer labias and would not accommodate swelling at all.
So Jason and I decided on 2ga CBRs which later in the story you will find out was the wrong choice in jewelry. My piercer made the order in for my jewelry and the punches. The whole procedure including jewelry would cost me a one bill...100 dollars. I thank Jason for the discount. Jason called me when everything came in. I was nervous as heck. When I told my best friend about it, she thought I was crazy to have 2ga holes cut out of me. To be honest everyone I talked to thought that but I was not going to give up. I wore "granny panties" to the shop because I knew I would bleed a lot and I didn't want to ruin any nice undies. I also bought with me 2 sanitary napkins as well.
When I got to the shop it was early in the day. I wanted to go when the shop was least busy. I wasn't sure what would come out of my mouth and I didn't want to scare clients away. I checked in and there was just Jason and two tattoo artist there. The tattoo artists were joking with me about how "hardcore" I am. I never thought of myself as hardcore but whatever. As I was walking into the piercing area, I noticed 3 people walk into the shop. I cursed under my breath.
When I got into the room, I disrobed while Jason was explaining to me the process. He would punch the holes slightly smaller than 2ga and then immediately stretch to the 2ga. I was very happy about this method because it would control the bleeding. I jumped on the table and slid my bottom to the edge. I was so nervous but more excited. Jason cleaned the area and marked placement. I checked the placement and was happy. He told me to do my usual breathing and then sharp pain radiated from the spot. I arched my back off the table and did what I was told was a screaming moan. Jason pushed the taper through and let it set a moment while he tried to clean up some of the blood. I looked between my legs and saw his face smiling at me. He smacked my thigh and said "Good Girl!" We laughed. He but the CBR in and moved over to the other side. Again, I did my breathing and BAM! I am embarrassed to say that I did climax. I looked down at Jason and he was wiping up the area saying," Chanel, all this wetness isn't blood." If I could, I am sure I would've been red.
I examined the work in the mirror and when I jumped of the table the rings clinked together. I was in heaven. I put everything back on, including my sanitary napkins I bought. We talked about healing and I was schedule to come back in two weeks to check the process. When I walked out the room, the people were sitting in the waiting area with eyes wide open and with red faces. I sat down on the couch and they asked what I got done because they were scared. I explain to them what was done and they were relieved because one of them was there to get pierced.
Now let me tell you about the mistake. The mistake was having CBRs in the piercings. They were extremely too weighty for the area and the holes were trying to move down. So we changed the jewelry to acrylic barbells and the healing progressed fast after that. I know some people don't like acrylic for healing but it seem to work well for me. I love my punches. They healed fast. I can leave jewelry out for months and still have my 2ga that now easily stretched between 2ga and 00ga. I haven't tried anything bigger in it yet. Since the punches, I tried to have my outers pierced but they never want to work for me. I have been holding out on the idea of punching again for two reason, fear and the fact my piercer no longer is in the business. However, I am over the fear of the pain. My desire of having my ladders is stronger than the fear of pain and my old piercer apprentice is doing some amazing work. So in early 2006, I will be getting another set.