A Stretch

This afternoon I went to Glory Hole to have my ears stretched from a 14g to a 10g. The stretching itself was painful. I suppose those same little nerves that give us so much pleasure when the ear is sucked or kissed also feel the pain of mutilation and torture. All in the name of beauty.
My ears were stretched by a gentleman named Bear.
I have my eye on a gorgeous pair of snake ear-rings. When I asked Bear how much my ears would have to be stretched to wear them he said something about "imagine the size of a number 2 pencil". Then he wanted to just go ahead and stretch out my ears all the way today. I told him I would come back later to do some more stretching. :)