I adore these pieces of steel in my nipples, and I like the way they feel. I enjoyed getting them pierced greatly, and now that they have healed, well, I suppose I feel like more modification is in order. I wanted to push them further, so that they could take more punishment, feel more present and such. So I decided to stretch them from fourteen gauge, to well, I didn't know at the time.
At A Glance Author Antioch Contact TheBengetarian@aol.com IAM Antioch When A month ago Artist Me Studio My Girlfriends bathroom Location California, Orange County I had already taken a dive fully into the research and anatomy behind healing a piercing when I decided to get my first one, so I already knew of plenty of sites and places to read up about stretching. As I began my stretching research, I found that nipples are apparently particularly stubborn things to stretch (although I can't imagine stretching a nape would be easy, HAH). I began reading about the whole concept of stretching, and realized that there were more reasons to stretch than I thought, the more I learned...the more passionate I became. God I love modification. The cultural aspects, the ritualistic passage of emotions through physical ordeal, the discipline, the care for my body that is required to succeed; it all makes me so excited. So I decided I would do it the easy way, no tapers, no weird stuff, just hot water, time and jewelry upsizing.
The one problem I faced was money, I never have any, so somebody gave me some ten gauge CBBs for Christmas, it was pretty cool, although they were like....where are you going to put them. I didn't answer. I am not good at opening my mouth...which is why I write, but I digress. And I thought, maybe I can go from fourteen to ten in one stretch, but as soon as I looked at the jewelry as I held it against the other fourteen gauge jewelry, it became apparent that it wasn't going to happen like that. I then realized that I needed to acquire something of twelve gauge. My girlfriend had just bought two twelve gauge CBBs and had them in her lips, they were too heavy for her lip to stay up though and she donated them to my cause...thanks love. So now that I had acquired enough jewelry to satisfy my nipples for at least two months, I began onto the next leg of the journey, shoving them inside of me.
I had decided to follow the advice of numerous piercers and take a hot shower and soak my nipples before hand to allow the skin to become more elastic and tolerant to the larger steel I was about to force inside of it. So I got a shower ready, pulled out the new jewelry and set it down on the counter. I then decided to pop out the beads in the CBRs I currently had inside of my holes, since it should be harder to when water was making my hands slippery. The beads snapped out with a cute little sound to them, and I looked at the empty space between the steel ends, noises rang in my head, the normal timbre inside a schizophrenic mind, a small voice chimed its ideas in, "Why don't you try to put the twelve gauge in now," I stopped and thought a moment. I figured I could at least see if it would slide in easily (I can be so stupid sometimes). So I butted the externally threaded jewelry (yes I know, ouch) against the end of my now broadly opened CBR and tried to press the CBR ou t with the new jewelry.
The jewelry went halfway in without any problems, then I noticed a very odd feeling, like something wet was rushing inside of my pierced nipple ... it was so odd, and then I felt nauseous, blood poured fast out of the hole. It stopped rushing blood quickly, just a fast squirt I suppose, for excited skin that is. I realized that I had done damage and decided there was no turning back. I, as gently as possible, worked the jewelry through and tightened the bead onto its softly threaded end. I fell to the ground, how odd, I was not disgusted, the pain was nothing but tolerable, I suppose my body was angry at me for not eating. I picked the old CBR up from the floor and washed it off a bit. I looked back at the new Barbell in me and noticed about eight millimeters of scarred flesh, stringing out of my left nipple, I pulled it off in pain and disgust, then I jumped in the shower.
I got out of the shower and the right nipple stretched just fine, completely uneventful and painless, and actually quite fulfilling feeling. I was happy with the way they looked, felt and how easy they were to tighten/loosened (unlike the CBR which is pretty much in or out). Now it was just time to let them heal. What an interesting experience this had been, I am looking forward to ten gauge.