At A Glance
Author	Sarah
Contact	wannel1@verizon.net
IAM	walnut
When	A year ago
Artist	Meagan Kreiner
Studio	Counter Culture
Location	Burlington, Vt.

Let me tell you a little story, and it ain't about Jed.

I first found out that women too could have a P.A. here on BME. I saw some pictures of the procedure and to be honest I was intimidated. I kept thinking that is so sexy, but it has to be rough, right?
So off I went in search of experiences about them, there weren't very many at the time. Curiosity quickly nipped my intimidation in the bud. I have an interest in sounding but I am far too prone to urinary tract infections to do it worry free. Maybe this piercing could give me the sensations I wanted, and it was pretty to boot. I let my ideas brew for nearly a year.

My decision to actually get the piercing came kind of sudden, but I was sure I wanted it. My girlfriend Meg serpenttitties was working at a tattoo and piercing studio in Burlington, Vt. called Counter Culture. I not so gently dropped her some hints on what I was wanting. Since she had never done one before she found out everything she could, the ins and the outs before agreeing to do it. We went over the pro's, sensitivity, and aesthetics topped the list for me. The con's, subincised urethra's, a higher possibility, of utis,and the procedure itself could be a bit experimental. Even though the con's could easily outweigh the pros, it was a go, if I had the anatomy for it. Back to the piercing room. Some measurements, pokes and prods later, I was psyched to know I could have one. We didn't set a date as we both knew my nerves would have me backing out before I got to the studio.

I woke up one morning and simply decided it was the day. I showered well, dressed in loose jeans, bundled up my top half from the cold november air, gave Meg a call and headed into town. I hung out at the shop for a while just dilly dallying until things calmed down enough to go over the procedure again. Going over it had my legs shaking and Meg more sure of herself and how it would go. Uneasy nerves and the possible "pinch" of the urethra being pierced possibly making me squirm, we decided on some EMLA. I peed as I was sure I wouldn't want to later. We applied the EMLA on (and in) the area, let it sit while she pre bent the needle and then auto-claved it and the supplies. Everything finished, she got all set up and I was ready to go.

The shop co-owner, also our roommate and friend Jen Jenr8r was really wanting to be in for the procedure. I figured I wanted pictures anyway, so here the 3 of us went. Up on the table and down with the pants, and undies. The worst was nearly over, my roommate was staring at my crotch. We had a lot of good laughs as my nerves once again pushed over the edge. I have quite the tendency to teeter-totter right there, when we get close. I nearly stopped her. Some reassuring laughs, a lot of deep breathing and some more bad jokes, really did calm me. I wanted it. I really, really wanted it. Ok, let's do this.

Quiet camera clicks and Meg's soft voice got me through the part where she decided to forego forceps or receiving tubes and free hand pierce it. I felt pressure, then I felt the needle slide through the layers. No pain, just the feeling of it happening. A very quiet calm washed over me as I let the rest of the breath out and she slid in the jewelry, a 10ga 1/2 in cbr. She didn't even have time to get the bead in before my endorphines started to rush. My head was reeling, my heart was flying , I was shaking all over and giggling like a school girl.

Some more pictures being taken after she got the bead on and I was all set. She wiped me down to help remove some of the remaining EMLA, and I was reaching for the hand held mirror before she could even get her gloves off. I was amazed, I loved it, and I couldn't wait for the numbness to wear off. Which happened quicker than I thought it would. It happened on the drive home. The feelings that came were different than anything I had ever felt, it's an odd feeling to have a 1/2in piece of metal sitting at the bottom of your urethra.

The urge to pee crept up on me. I wasn't looking forward to this. I waited until I couldn't wait any longer also hoping that the long stream and force of the urine would help force out some of those foreign substances. So I peed, and it burned, it actually burned alot. It did so about the first 6 times I peed, which seemed more frequent than usual, maybe it was just the irritation.

My care for this genital piercing was the same as for all of my others, very little. I was always sure to dry it well after going to the bathroom, and to splash it with cool clear water a few times a day. In the shower or bath I just washed as I always would, a little herbal tattoo soap was all I used. Within 3 days it was great. I know how bad it is, but I couldn't keep my hands off of it. The tenderness was such a good feeling. The playful tugs made my head go through the roof.

To be truthful once the tenderness faded, after about 2 weeks, I lost nearly all interest. It had lost all good feeling. It was like I had never had it done, except that sex on my knees was very uncomfortable on it. I did keep it for a few more months because I still loved the way it looked. One day a few months later while looking at my available space (for piercings) on my hoohoo I noticed my urethra was turning inside out.

I freaked out! My P.A. was rejecting, that couldn't be. But it was so. I admitted defeat and removed the jewelry. After taking it out I realized that I had only gotten it pierced mostly for the feelings, and that had faded months ago. A big loss made not so bad.

A few weeks ago I thought I'd see if maybe I could still get maybe a 14ga captive through it and got out the jewelry box. In went the 14 with ease. Then a 10, then a 6, then a 2ga plug. All fit with room to spare. I shuffled around the jewelry until I found my 0ga plugs. A 0ga plug was a perfect fit.

I decided after all that it was rejecting when I took it out, it had only stretched. The rough sex and play had my P.A. stretch naturally to a 0ga. I don't of course wear jewelry that large as it would block off my urethra totally. It still didn't regain that tingly feeling, but it's a lot of fun to play with, and even more fun to look at, all over again.