It all started... who knows when. I had my both my nipples pierced and after getting 4... yes 4 navel piercings (kinda like a cross... u can go check my other experiences) I decided my next project would be something below the belt. I wasn't too sure what to get. I knew I didn't wanna mess with the clit and hood and so forth and I didn't want anything too hardcore like a forchette. I decided on my inner labias, and that was about 2 months ago.
At A Glance Author pkgirl Contact boozy_mel@hotmail.com Artist Fogg Studio Next Location Vancouver b.c. After some research and desperate search for donors (for the money of course) I gathered up enough money for the piercings. $135 Canadian, I was told by the girl on the phone at next, who also told me my favorite piercer, Jacob would be working that day. I was pretty hyped the days before my final decision because it'll be my 1st (and 2nd) genital piercings. I've heard much appraise, but also much myths and confrontations by my peers concerning loosing sensation and so forth. Hell like I give 2 shits :) ok maybe I do... but I know I got better luck than that... plus... they're all just bull poo right?
Early Saturday morning, I got my ass outta bed and into the shower. I shaved a little more careful than usual and put on my most comfortable pair of thong. I debated whether to eat or not... and decided not to. I went downtown and waited for life for my bf and one of my best friends (along with her bf, her sister and her bf). I wasn't stressing at first because I've gotten my nipples pierced... and that's considered the most painful piercing by most people. This isn't gonna be big deal... so we started walking to Next. The damn familiar smell of disinfectant mixed with aromatherapy was the first thing I noticed. I was greeted by Jacob and I told him what I wanted. Two 3/8" 12 gauge CBR for my inner labias. He said that's fine and I paid the guy $139.53 and signed the form about age (I wrote 16 cuz I didn't have id and I didn't want him to think I'm lying), when I last ate (which I bullshitted of course), my current piercings, why I'm getting it and all that good stuff (I wrote cuz I wanted it for a long time... not for sexual reasons u perverts). He told me to come back at 1:15... which gave me about an hour to eat and to freak out. Sweet.
We walked to the food court, thinking this would be the last time I'll be walking normal again for a loooong ass time. I started to get the jitters. I wasn't scared but the anticipation has built up more than too much now over the past few days. I kept wondering how much it'll hurt AFTER and how much of a bitch the aftercare will be (which is really the worse part... esp. for my nipples) so we sat down at the food court. My sweetie suggested I eat and offered to buy me food. I decided on pasta due to its low water content (with mushrooms ...damn bastards didn't have zucchini). I've heard bout how much of a bitch it is to pee the 1st time. I can't wait. After I ate, we walked to Next... and I was preparing myself. I started to blank out and not tried not to notice stuff. I couldn't even hear my boo talking to me. We sat on the bench outside and had our last smoke until the clock (ok my pager) hit 1:14.
We sat on the couch for about 2 minutes scarring some chick that was asking me bout what I was gonna do. Then a 50ish looking guy came out and started looking around. Jacob told him I was Mel and I knew right away that was Fogg, a co-owner of Next, having a good reputation in the Vancouver piercing scene. He asked me to come in and we went into the piercing room.
First thing he said to me was "I think you know what you need to do." Reluctant to take off my shorts I pretended I didn't know so I was like "what do I need to do?" oh dear. Half naked, I sat in the "dentist chair", in my mind hoping he wont take out the stirrups cuz that would f*ckin suck. He simply told me to spread my legs to either side of the chair. Sweet. I told him I was lopsided and he said "who isn't." that made me feel a little better :) He put this really cold disinfectant on my thing and I picked out my beads. He looked and said "hell we don't need to mark since you're lopsided anyways." Thanks.
Gloves are on and I knew the needle is coming soon cuz he let me sniff some aromatherapy stuff to calm me down (they always do that at next). Clamps went on the "smaller" labia and my boo held my hand... and the camera ready :) "in on one, out. In on two, out. In on three.... Out" then he pushed the 12 gauge needle through.
"FUUUCK" I said. He commented with "it wasn't that bad. Or you would've said &*%$#@&&%&%". How true. Picture was taken. Ring pulled through. He clamped the other side and same breathing technique. The needle pushed thru again for a split second and I was done. I relaxed as he put in the ring, beads, and cleaned me up (which I noticed a bit of blood). Pictures of my fresh piercings were taken and I started to breathe a lil "normaler". It honestly wasn't that bad. It was more painful than my side navels but not even close to my nipples. I carefully got up, put on my shorts and tipped the guy. Thanked him and walked out the door, seeing my friends on the couch. I felt so brave! And happy that I finally got them done. Walking wasn't painful at all... but they kept commenting that I was walking like a duck. We walked around for like 8 hours and I was still "ok"
Then came the peeing. I carefully peed... and holy mother it stung like a motherfukah without a doubt. OWOWOW... I tried to wipe but that must made it worse. The pain eventually went away and I could walk again. The pain of the piercing... out of 10 (being my tits) would be a 5. The aftercare is a breeze. I sit in the bathtub filled with hot water and Epson salts and rotate the rings. They're still a little sore (I only got them yesterday) but I know it's gonna heal really quickly. The bleeding has nearly stopped and there's no crusties (yay!) thanks for reading my story and feel free to contact me if you have questions. And I wanna thank my boo Devon for makin this possible for me and being there.