I just recently turned 18 and had been wanting piercings for quite a while. My dad was a rabbi, and it is a Jewish rule that no one with piercings or tattoos can be buried in a Jewish cemetery. I snuck by them with my first tattoo when I was 17. I got it done while staying with a friend in West Palm. It's a tribal heart on my lower back. When my parents noticed, they had a fit, but there wasn't much they could do. After that they made so many threats that I didn't dare to get anything pierced. It was also hard since I wasn't of legal age. So I knew that as soon as my birthday rolled around, the only presents I wanted were body modifications.
At A Glance Author Jessica Contact gwenhawk42@hotmail.com When A month ago Artist Leo Studio Mystik Location Orlando My boyfriend and a lot of my friends have tongue piercings, and I love the way they look and feel, so I decided that was what I wanted. Three days after my birthday, some of my friends took me to the piercing shop. I was very excited and a bit shaky and nervous. Whenever I go into a piercing or tattoo place my mind starts racing. I think "I want this" "I want that". I was sure what I wanted, but I guess it just wasn't meant to be.
I was disappointed when I first talked to the piercer. I told him that I wanted my tongue pierced. He told me to stick it out so he could see. I did. Then he asked me to lift it up, which I couldn't. This means that the webbing which holds my tongue is too far forward. Which means that it would be difficult or impossible to pierce without the possibility of permanently damaging my tongue and the way I speak. He suggested piercing the webbing itself, but that's not my style. A tongue piercing combines function with beauty. I was upset, since I had my heart set on it, but it's for the best. I like what my tongue can do, and it's not worth it to mess it up.
That was just a minor setback. I had other things on my list of possibilities. I wasn't about to walk out of there empty handed. I had gone all the way to the piercer, I had just turned 18, and I was going to get a needle shoved through some part of my body if it killed me. I have rather large (D cup) breasts which is one of the things people notice about me. I thought they deserved some adornment, so I decided to get both of my nipples pierced.
Once I made my decision, Leo took me into the room and had me take off my shirt and bra. I stood up while he cleaned off my nipples and marked dots where the holes would be. I was having them pierced horizontally. Then I sat down in the chair and he started getting his equipment ready. He was using 14 gauge needles and captive ball rings, all of which were in their own sterile package that he opened in front of me. I wasn't worried until I saw those needles. I realized that this was going to hurt.
I was sitting in the chair taking deep breaths, and Leo put the clamp onto my left nipple. I have been told that the clamp is the most painful part of piercing, but being a bit of a masochist, I thought it felt good. Very quickly he shoved the needle through and I felt the most exquisite pain I had ever felt. I was loving it. Then he put the clamp onto my other nipple and pushed the needle through again. It didn't feel as good the second time. It felt kind of like the needle was fire pushing through my flesh. It went from good pain to bad pain. But it was over so quickly it didn't even really matter.
But after that, the worst was over. Leo pushed corks into the ends of the needles, and slid the jewelry in and pushed the needle out. This didn't hurt at all. He put the balls into the rings, wiped me off and I was done. He gave me the aftercare sheet, and explained it to me, and told me to come back if I had any problems. I thanked him and then went outside. I went to the cash register, and they told me they were going to charge me the price of a tongue piercing for my 2 nipples, and they were going to take off an extra 10 for a birthday present. They were very nice to me there.
After I left, my nipples were feeling very tender. If anything even rubbed against them it was excruciating. Sleeping that night was hell. But after the first day most of the pain was gone. I loved showing off my piercings. Within the first week I had them, everyone I know had seen them. I became the serial flasher. It's strange how a little piece of jewelry can change the entire way you feel about yourself, but it can. I feel much more like an adult now. I know I can take pain that most people wouldn't be able to. It makes me feel good.
It's now about a month and a half later, and they are doing great. I remove crusties and wash them twice a day every day with dial antibacterial soap. For the first two weeks I used bactine on them, and for the two weeks after that I used peroxide. Now I just use soap, and there are barely any crusties anymore, and no pain at all. I recommend this piercing to anyone. Don't be scared off by the pain. The pain is half the fun. And the results are well worth it.