My Piercing Experience

Chapter 2 Nipples

Fast forwarding to present day yesterday. Well no this isn't accurate this story takes place about softmore year of highschool (10th grade for those not in USA term elementary goes kindergarten to fifth grade middle 6-8 highschool 9-12) perhaps even longer than this. I heard about nipple piercings and thought hey this actually is my style, but gotta be 18 for them so I'll wait 3-4 years to get them this will be plenty of time to decide. First year I was all for it second was flux third I was so so fourth or maybe end of third I have no clue exactly,but I waited three years for sure I was finally on a loop of this is going to happen and I need to plan when since a) I have a manual labor job (farm-work I will fight anybody who says otherwise trade jobs for a day retail is different stress than manual labor it's mental not physical) b) I am a workout almost addict I go regularly to the gym now opposed to calisthenics so lots of working out 3x a week total my job plus riding 5x a week of work only Wednesday and Sunday are test for me. So I clearly have to be careful about what I do. So Veterans Day roles around I more or less pre-meditated this date,but honestly was spur of the moment. Go to the gym and think ok after today I'll for sure go in. I drive down to the parlor, well first a tattoo shop I'm informed they don't do peircings however their other store does. I match my happy butt on down there and cautiously go inside. Find out that the piercer isn't in however he will be the next day. After this I'm not so hyped anymore try as I might I'm just too nervous to par the cold winds of winter roll in for only two days Tuesday and Wednesday 😂 once again I go to the gym workout fully distracted nervous and naseous bravery out the window. Once done with shaky hand and stuttering voice I call the parlor up seeing the piercer is in after much fumbling on my end I mange to get out a cool see you soon and body my music loud to try and calm down. I'm both glad I went alone and not for a few reasons I'll get to in a minute. I walk down to the parlor after parking and go inside nerves shot as I try to remain calm as I go over in my head why the hell im in here alone a 5'0 Girl piercer I never met but remind myself things go certain ways for a reason. End up chatting with the front desk cashier for maybe ten minutes or so fill out the paperwork nervously. Finally, I'm called back the front desk cashier walks me back I'm grateful for that even if was his job see my piercer isn't scary at all. He's super chill and friendly had a kid so that's why he wasn't in when I wanted to go on Monday. I take a seat take my bra off heart pounding as I think never thought I would do this honestly was less nervous about my boobs being seen than the piercing itself. He lets me know he needs to put the nitril gloves on so it would be a minute and I can hook up my bra(front open sports that zips) I do that as I chat with him about anything and everything to just relax and get to know him a bit. I begin to calm down then I stand to get marked as he changes gloves washes his hands and tossed the pen. Sanitation was taken very highly here. Unlike Clares from what I recall with the guns and arghh. So as I lay there I'm thinking is it too late to back out?! I hear the stereo stuff get opened and think shit yes it is sterile been opened I can't back out now! It's a pain to use and clean equipment and please don't question my thought process it's mind addled adrenaline. I lay back thankfully not upright I would've passed out. Hands across my ribs clawing and scratching from anxiety trying to distract. I refused to watch informed left before right. More sensitive one after-all. I'm told to take a deep breath on that he sticks through pains a four out of ten, a freaking four! I was expecting this immense pain,but no! Nothing! I'm not sure if I said it out loud or not but I thought for sure that's it?! That's what I was worked up for! Then the right one I had little worry for that honey bud, she never did anything wrong! I feel the slight cold poke as it goes through and yell one word Fuck if it was even yelled as much as just said. Head buzzed as I thought still only a four only felt it more that time. I patiently waited for endorphins to travel. eyes stayed closed I refused to open them. Honestly the worst part was a combo of needle and the jewelry going through. For me I relate the pain to having needle struck to draw blood. I laid on the bed continuing to talk. I don't recall much of what I talked about was mostly just so I would stay calm. I do distinctly remember asking if he had anybody after me to which he replied no. Even if there was you must know no is always the answer otherwise I rush it to not be rude to keep them waiting. I also asked if it was bleeding. I felt cold jewelry after all I wasn't certain it wasn't blood. I was informed I was not I proceeded to ask if I would bleed if I sat up and was informed it was highly unlikely. My process of moving was very slow first I opened my eyes just laying there I refused to see what was done and what I just went through with. Then I sat up once I wasn't too dizzy or nauseous. I turned around to look after some coaxing from my piercer saying in a comforting tone that I think made me laugh, if anything smile that "I had to see how they look." I remember looking and thinking the hell I do?! It was different, and change for me as of late, is hard. I turn around slowly and I remember saying. "Sorry give me a minute to figure this out now. " I was informed I could take as long as I needed. I spent around a minute on my front bra trying to figure it out as I just left it unzipped. Popped my tank on then hoodie oversized so nobody could see the weird lumps from the un-cinched fabric. Stood up very slowly testing my coordination finding I was good I smiled thanked my piercer and walked upfront. The front cashier asking how it went I said fine as my nips were slowly starting to wake up and feel a throbbing six of pain. Walked outside in the biting cold thinking fuuuuuuuuuck, fuckitty fuck fuck my nipples hurt because the cold made them even more erect and in pain. Get in the car warm up and drive to go get the antibacterial soap. By this time it's four thirty and I think I'm not making it joke for dinner anytime soon with traffic! After a bit the pain fades and I'm like no way this can't be it! Go home and it honestly is can't really touch them but to clean. However it's all fine. Put a night bra on which I hate using however this is an exception. And sleep a fitful sleep. I wake the next morning cautiously however, nothing really no pain. Maybe a .5 because of sensitivity that was it though. Get change put a normally cute mildly comfy bra on before I decide nope! Hurts too much take it off in place of a looser one. Find that's much better of course this being after I cleaned the darn things. Go to school and inform them of the act I went through with and of course I have to tell my Portirican Sign Language teacher since she was the girl with all the ear piercing half head shaved with pink or maybe it was purple leopard spots she she would be chill with it. She looks all around my ears for fresh piercing before I tell her nope lower. Her response "ouch" as I tell her they really didn't hurt. After school ended up getting some H2O ocean spray at Spencer's. To which I ended up chatting an employee up about the piercing for a good ten minutes at least about good stuff and not since I'm sensitive. As I write this been a little over a whole day since Iv had my piercing and no discharge or blood only slight swelling and sensitivity! So this was my piercing story for this one if you have a similar one leave comments down below or P.M me to chat I may have done the research but first hand is different I'd love to hear your story's for this one since this will be a journey of pt 2 telling mom. Mind you this wasn't underage piercing legally and adult #Only18Once now or never type piercing since a) nobody but, me to bother the piercing b) I have the funds c) ain't nobody touching but me! D) asthetics😘