I was 16 going on 17, my boyfriend who, I realize now, had slightly mentally abusive tendencies had just broken up with me. I was sick of crying, sick of hurting and I wanted to reclaim myself for myself. As I cried in the bathroom with my best friends I announced that I was getting my nipples pierced, because it was something I wanted to do for a long time, even while I was dating my now ex.
At A Glance Author nicole Contact brainstew_girl@hotmail.com IAM babydoll When A year ago Artist Stephanie Studio Macs Location Granville Street, Vancouver I was pretty poor, and I have a not so great history as to how I have gotten my money in the past. I made plans to head out to Vancouver to visit a couple of friends and we decided that the three of us would have the needle pass through our ladies together.
I got into Vancouver and met with my girlfriends, we chatted a bit, did some phoning around and then headed out to get on with our days business. We headed into Metrotown, and ate our breakfast there, the girls did their shopping and I headed to meet my friend. A few hours later we hooked up again and headed into Downtown Vancouver. We headed into Macs, where my one girlfriend had her navel pierced, she liked it and I thought she knew what she was talking about.
We chatted with the lad at the counter and asked a couple questions about the procedure, and who would be doing it, and of course if we could all be in the same room together, for moral support of course. We all picked out our jewelry and beads then had a sit down on the couches in the back just waiting for our piercer to finish up what she was working on.
Stephanie came to the back and introduced herself to us. Took us back into the great white room, and had us put our bags all together on the side of the room. She explained the procedure to all three of us standing there, and made sure that we didn't have any questions. She seemed really nice.
Mel stripped herself down, and went first, Sara second and I went third, each girl had a hand in each hand, for squeezing. When it was my turn I stood there topless in front of my two very close friends and a complete stranger, I felt great!
I stood up in front of the giant dentist chair while Stephanie wiped my nipples with some nice yellowy iodine, and then again with what I seem to recall as alcohol swabs. The great purple pen came next. Two dots on one nipple, Stephanie standing back to see how straight her first attempt was, and a double check by my girlfriend they seemed even and so she moved onto my left side lining the one side up with the opposite nipple, and voila both nipples have two purple dots and have had more handling in 10 minutes than what they had had in the last month. Again I felt great! She clamped me, that was rather painful, here I wasn't feeling so great, but that was to be expected. Breathe in and out and in and out 1...2....3 pierce. Pain, pain pain. I looked down, needle in the nipple; I had a needle in my nipple. She asked if I was okay, and I was, she moved on to put the ring through, it wasn't that bad. I was okay, I took a few deep breaths then she moved on to the left side.
The left side was basically the same thing, the same pain; I looked down again to see the needle in the nipple. Pleasant. When Stephanie went to put in the ring, it stung a bit. She slid the ring through my nipple and it wasn't that bad to be honest, but the ring wasn't opened enough for the bead to fit on, so while the ring was through my nipple she took the pliers to the ring to open it up. The pliers slipped and I received a rather painful shot throughout my entire boob. That hurt like a bitch. And then as she put the bead on the ring she had to close the now ring that was opened too much, and as she squeezed the ring shut, she twisted my nipple. Again pain shot throughout my entire boob. I kicked Stephanie in the knee and I felt so bad. It was a reaction that neither of us expected and I apologized profusely. She said it was fine and she wiped my nipples clean.
We went over the aftercare one more time, and made sure that the three of us knew what we had to do, and how often. I stuck with my LITFA (leave it the fuck alone) for the most part. Clean it off in the shower, and just don't mess around with the ladies on my chest for awhile.
As we headed out we paid and tipped then grabbed a latte. It was an afternoon to remember.
I love my nipples so much it isn't even funny. I would go through the nipple twisting all over for the pleasure that these girls bring to me now. I reclaimed my body as mine and I will keep it that way. It was a promise I made that very day. I'm so proud.