Just two months ago, I thought that nipple piercings were one of the most unattractive piercings. Then, my best friend got hers done and I fell in love with them. They were beautiful and make her breasts look so cute. I then began thinking of getting them myself but I was very unsure. I do not really like the way the way by breast looked so I was scared that I wouldn't like them pierced. I thought about it and finally decided that if anything, it would make them look better and prettier. For my 25th birthday, my best friend (Wendy) offered to pay for me to get them done.
At A Glance Author Bekababe Contact Bekababe@bme.anon IAM bekababe When It just happened Artist Steve Studio Barbella Location Fountain Valley, CA I got them done just an hour ago....it was AWFUL. It was excruciating, it was horrible.
Now, let me clarify, I have the best piercer in the world, he was fantastic and without him and Wendy, I would not have survived this piercing. It was my own body that betrayed me.
Of course I was hyped up, nervous and excited when we walked in, but I always hit a Zen state once I walk in the door. We talked to Steve, the piercer, and discussed the jewelry. I had pretty much been set on curved barbells, but he (very politely) asked if he could offer his recommendation. Of course I wanted to hear his opinion, as I told him. He said that he preferred to use straight barbells because they healed better and straighter; he said that he also found that curved barbells usually caused the piercing to heal in an oval shape. I explained that I was concerned about healing with a straight bar and then switching to a CBR at a later time (after completely healing of course!). He said that it would not cause a major problem or prevent me from being able to wear CBRs, they would just be irritated for a few days when I changed the jewelry. So, it was decided, straight barbells it would be!
We went into the piercing area as Steve set up for the procedure. He prepared everything in a perfectly sanitary manner, as always. He asked what gauge I wanted; I replied that I wanted 12g. He and Wendy and I talked while he was getting everything ready, which relaxed me more. Finally, he told me that he was ready and to take off my top when I was ready to go. I bared my breasts and decided that this wouldn't be so bad after all.
Steve first cleaned the area with a Q-tip, which, surprisingly, tickled! I was laughing out loud. That was amusing to all of us. We joked about how great it would be if the piercing itself tickled. He took a while to mark my nipples, checking and re-checking until he was satisfied with the placement. Then, he placed the clamp on my left nipple and adjusted it. That was pretty darn uncomfortable; I was making some funny faces, but I was okay. The needle was placed against my nipple and I felt a small prick. I was instructed to take a deep breath and as I let it out, he pushed the needle through. Holy mother of the earth, it was 10 times worse than I ever imagined! I actually whimpered. For some reason I thought that he had gotten stuck halfway through and was going to have to push again, but everything was fine. He had already removed the clamp. He double-checked that I wanted to have the other pierced before putting the jewelry in and I confirmed.
Wendy told me that after her fist nipple had been pierced, the other was harder to get the needle through. My right nipple had no idea what was coming, it hadn't reacted at all. The second clamp was placed and adjusted and it hurt just like the first. I felt the small prick of the needle being lined up, took a deep breath and thought I was going to scream as the needle went through. Steve noticed my considerable discomfort and asked if I was okay. Trying to keep it light and mask my pain I joked that it hurt but I would live. He told me that I was "cool like the Fonzie, but with boobs". That gave me a chuckle. Wendy then inquired as to my condition and I admitted that I was feeling a bit nauseous, but I would be fine. Steve backed off and asked if I wanted him to let me rest a minute before continuing. Being stubborn and full of pride, I told him to press on. He placed the barbell in my right nipple and I noticed that my entire body was reacting in a bad way. My legs went n umb and I became very light headed. I didn't notice how bad it was at first but I then had to ask him to stop when he started screwing the balls in. He scooted back and told me to relax for a minute. I was so surprised at how I was reacting; I was also very embarrassed and kept apologizing. Steve was very gracious and told me that I was doing great. He asked if I wanted a soda to help my stomach. After some resistance, Wendy finally convinced me to at least have a sip or two. She went to the lobby and returned with a Coke for me. I took a swallow and it did help my stomach, but I was still feeling light headed.
I decided that I was okay and told Steve to continue. He moved to my left nipple and began to place the ball on the barbell but the second he touched my nipple, I got very close to passing out. My head felt like a balloon on a string; I was looking through a tunnel and I couldn't feel anything on my body except two fireballs in each nipple. Once again, Steve backed off and gave me some room. I was sweating profusely at this point and Wendy put my hair up in a clip while Steve wiped my face with a wet paper towel. He was joking with me the whole time and kept asking me to focus on him. I sat there for about 15 minutes trying not to pass out or puke or do both. I was very close to telling him to just take out the jewelry and end my ordeal. But, I decided that I had come too far and gone through too much to give up. At some point, he told me that he was going to be using a Q-tip on me and didn't want to surprise me. I learned from Wendy later that I had a bit of blood running d own my chest.
Wendy finally insisted that I lay back and practically demanded that the chair be tilted back. Steve gently lowered the back of the chair, making sure it didn't jar me as Wendy removed my hair clip. I was amazed, I felt better almost immediately. My head cleared, my vision straightened out and I stopped sweating. Less than five minutes later, I was ready to get going again. Still reclining, Steve placed he balls on and tightened them. It was a bit uncomfortable, but nothing like the piercing itself. Finally, it was over. I laid back for another minute before slowly sitting up. I felt fine as I got up to take a look at the cause of so much pain.
They are beautiful. They make my boobs look pretty darn cute. Two little silver balls resting on either side of each nipple. They were lined up perfectly to my amazement and the barbells were just the right size. When it came time to put my clothes back on, I had a bit of a dilemma; I was terrified to put my bra on. But of course, I had Wendy and Steve there to help me remember to use my brain. They sweetly suggested that I just not wear the bra. Duh. Steve made sure that I was feeling okay and led me out of the room. In the lobby, he gave me a bag of aftercare products with instructions. He is aware that Wendy and I are pretty well versed in body mod and aftercare so there were few verbal instructions.
As we walked outside, the cold air hit my nipples through my thin tank top and I was in pain again. I was very careful with my seatbelt on the way home, but the bouncing did give a couple of sharps jabs every now and then. My left nipple is in more pain that my right but at the moment, they are both extremely sore. In fact, my whole boob is sore on both sides. I am still so surprised at the way that my body reacted; I have never had anything like that happen before. All of my previous piercings went very smoothly and I never had any problems. I do love them and I love the way they look, but if I ever lost them, I would not go through it again.
And in the end, it's still a great story and birthday present!