At A Glance
Author	darkelvis
Contact	darkelvis@bme.anon
IAM	darkelvis
When	Two years ago
Artist	Tigger
Studio	TX Ink Studio
Location	Voncouver, B.C.

This experience is more than just, I got my nipple pierced, it hurt. This experience is about the life changing experience that I went through.

My junior year in high school the junior and senior band took a trip to Vancouver, B.C. It was during this trip that I realized who I am, and who I want to become. I was a young adult in a different country with little to no supervision, this was my time to do what I wanted.

During the first three days in Vancouver Heidi and I were hanging out constantly, and getting to know each other better than the first two years that we knew each other. I was slowly falling for her, and I could see she was slowly falling for me.

On our third day there, we were all dropped off at a mall and told to be back at the bus in 3 hours. This was our chance, the chance to do something that would make us remember this trip, the chance to do one last thing before we were at home under our parents supervision, the chance to get pierced. I wanted to get my tongue pierced, and Heidi wanted to get her upper cartilage in her ear pierced. There were a few others, but I can't remember now what they wanted.

I went to the service counter at the mall and asked where the nearest piercing place was, the lady gave us directions, and we were off. There was about 7 of us that started the walk to the studio. We all walked and talked, and as we went my nervousness slowly built up and the group of seven slowly dwindled down to three. The walk took us about a half hour, but we finally made it. The three of us that actually made it for the whole walk were finally there.

I stepped inside the studio, but it wasn't stepping inside another store, it was stepping into another world. A world that revolved around ink, surgical steel, and turning pain into pleasure. It was a world that I wanted to be a part of for the rest of my life.

We walked up to the counter, I was first, I looked at the girl behind the counter and proudly stated that I wanted to get my tongue pierced. I was instantly shot down when the response came. "I'm sorry," the girl said "our last barbell that could accommodate for the swelling of a fresh tongue piercing just left about five minutes ago, but we can get you in first thing in the morning." So in my unhappy daze I replied "I'll be on a plane to North Dakota first thing in the morning." So I sat down on a chair in the waiting room to wait for Heidi and the other person to get their piercings so we could leave.

One after the other, Heidi got her cartilage pierced and the other girl got her eyebrow pierced. They both came out of the room so excited and talking about how much it hurt, yet at the same time they were talking about how great it was. That is when I finally said, fuck it, I'll get my left nipple pierced. How bad could it really be?

I walked up to the counter, filled out the forms, and paid. I was doing it, I was getting pierced.

About five minutes later I was shown into the piercing room. I see a dentist chair, and a metal tray with some cleaning swabs, a clamp, and a packaged needle on it. The piercer introduced himself to me and told me to take off my shirt, as he cleaned and marked my nipple he explained that it was going to be relatively painful, that it was going to take two or three little pushes to get the needle through, and whatever I did, DO NOT hold my breath. He then told me to sit down and start taking some nice deep breaths to calm my nerves.

I told him I was ready. This was it, I was getting pierced, no turning back now. He clamped my nipple, lined up the needle, then said the one thing to me that I didn't want to hear at that moment "oh yea, one last thing, if you don't like pain, get your dick pierced because this is going to hurt a lot more than that, now take a deep breath and exhale on the pressure." I took a deep breath, felt the needle, and as I let out more air than I thought my lungs could hold, the biggest adrenaline rush I had ever had kicked in. One more time, I took a deep breath, let out all of my air, and the needle was through. He took the CBR and pushed out the needle as it slipped through the fresh hole in my flesh. I was amazed, I had a piercing, this was probably one of the best feelings I had ever felt. I sat in awe as I stared at the new hole in my nipple.

The man explained the aftercare instructions, and I was on my way, new body adornments and all. The three of us took the walk back to the mall and made it back just in time to catch the bus.

That night, at our hotel, Heidi and I were hanging out, and it happened, our first kiss. It was amazing, and the relationship that started with a piercing has lasted almost three years now. As for the piercing, it was my first non-lobe piercing, even though it's crooked and too deep, I wouldn't take it out for the world.