It wasn't until the end of my sophomore year in college that I decided that I needed to change something about my body, so I guess you could say that I got into the game a little later than most. I can't exactly say what brought this on, except that I was feeling distressed and extremely restless at that point in my life. Thanks to a friend (who has some very lovely piercings herself), I stumbled onto BME and there was something about the idea of being pierced that, for the first time in a long time, made me feel very calm and pleased.
At A Glance Author Samadi Contact Samadi@bme.anon IAM Samadi When N/A Artist Jason Studio Altered Egos Location Champaign, IL I was drawn to the nipple piercings immediately; I believe they are extremely attractive piercings on a wide range of body types, as well as having the convenience of being hidden when I need to at least look professional. In addition, my breasts have never really been my favorite feature, and I had the idea that being able to put jewelry on them would help change that.
I thought about it for about a year, reading almost every nipple experience on this site, and doing research at the library. For instance, there was something the idea of Victorian ladies getting nipple piercings during the Greek revival in England that amused me greatly. I'm a fan of Victoriana, and there's something very attractive to me about nipple piercings in a setting that involves corsets and lots of decorative odds and ends.
I finally made the decision to get nipple piercings this summer, but then lots of things got in the way. I'm involved in the Society for Creative Anachronism, and the idea of wearing restrictive bodices in the heat over healing piercings made me cringe. Then there was a visit home to take care of and moving from a dorm room to an apartment.
A few weeks ago, I sat up at work and decided that I had to have them done that week. I was tired of waiting for the perfect time to present itself. In my head I went over my schedule, and to my disgust realized that there were probably lots of reasons not to get it done that week, lack of time being the chief factor. I'm nothing if not stubborn; I realized that I had a 2-hour slot of time that night between work and SCA dance practice.
Walking to the piercing place after a quick trip to the bank, I had the most pleasant butterflies in my stomach. I had chosen Altered Egos in Champaign, and when I walked in, I was impressed with their friendliness and their professionalism. Jason was very patient with my questions and after a few minutes of discussion I decided to go ahead with 14g surgical steel CBRs. I also decided to have the piercings put in fairly deeply, almost in the areola. When I was happy with the placement, he had me sit in the chair, and after the clamp was put on, he told me he was going to go fairly quickly from one to the next (mustn't waste the endorphin rush, I guess).
He had me take a couple deep breaths, and the first ring was in almost before I realized it. The needle going in was less than a second of hot pain, to be replaced with a deeper, more throbbing sensation. The second ring went in with a bit more pain, but it was actually more enjoyable. I remember hissing because of the feeling, and feeling that I was completely *in* to my body at that point, aware of it in a way I hadn't been a few minutes earlier.
When I saw them in the mirror, I couldn't help grinning. They really were pretty, and I thought (and still think) that they did something extremely dramatic for my breasts. I told the piercer how happy I was with them and thanked him profusely.
There was more blood than I thought there would be, and Jason gave me a few paper towels to line my bra with. I tipped him and left, still more than a little giddy with the feeling. I'm pretty sure that the people at Walgreens were a little weirded out by the way I bought anti-bacterial soap with such a huge grin on my face.
The healing process over the last 2 weeks has gone fairly well; I clean them twice a day with anti-bacterial soap, and I've done a couple salt-soaks. I'm still fascinated by them every time I catch my reflection in the mirror and I'm vastly amused by the thought having jewelry on where no one can (normally).
It also may be of interest to note how my friends have tended to greet me lately:
"Hey, how're you doing?"
"Ah, pretty good."
"How're your nipples?"
"...fine..."
Also, I will say that while the pain from the piercing was pleasurable, the pain from having a boyfriend roll over in his sleep on the top of a tender, healing nipple is certainly not.
There's a lot of good advice on piercings in general on this site. The only thing I suppose I can add to this is that if you are going to get your nipples pierced, wear a bra you don't care too much about and dark-colored shirt. I wasn't aware I was going to bleed that much, and I'm glad I didn't end up ruining clothes I cared about.
All in all, the experience is one that I greatly enjoyed, and one that I'm beginning to suspect is extremely addictive for me; I'm already researching and looking into what my next body mod will be.