Elf Ear Piercing Novels & Stories

she cried. "You can and you will." I walked away and washed my hands clear to my elbows as I listened to her heavy breathing. I dried my hands and pulled on tight rubber gloves. When I walked back over she was watching me. I pulled out a small tray wrapped in plastic and broke the seal. I lifted a separate small package, tearing the side. It held a sterilized piercing needle. I opened a small box sitting beside the tray and removed a curved clit barbell for vertical hood piercing. "Start working that pussy again, girl."

“Are you going to have wolf ears too?” He laughed. “No. I haven't seen anyone with wolf ears before,” he replied, tracing her lobe. “Maybe you’ll be the first.” Lina pulled her hand away from Eon’s grasp and flew to her ears. Her eyes were widening in shock and in the tiniest voice, she whispered in fear. “You think that’s what's going to happen?” Eon threw his head back in laughter and he had a hard time shielding himself from her fist while laughing.

says Hala as she reads his nametag, "I'm looking for some earrings with pearls. Like these." Hala pulls her hair back and shows off the ones she has now, and Mr. Hoyt looks at them attentively. "Of course. Call me Neal, no need for formality," he answers with a smile, and pulls open a drawer under the counter, and pulls out a wide flat box of velvet and opens it to reveal a few dozen small compartments with pairs of shiny ear adornments accessories. "Ooh, I love these," says Tula, picking out a pair that have smaller pearls, but have three dripping down from each earring.

Oh, you call that a validation, huh? “Maybe not,” I say with a one-sided shrug. As the man keeps checking his ears, I notice how the one I touched earlier has also been pierced. Oh, how I love a man with piercings. Well, except one man, of course. “You pierced this ear as well, eh?” Zavere turns his head so I can see his left ear. Now that’s where the accessory is; the loop I noticed earlier. And it still looks hot on him as ever.

Chiffon, satin and sparkles fell around my hips and legs in a bouncing, flouncing swirl of blue. I barely noticed. I was too busy trying to breathe inside the form-fitted shell of the bodice, squeezing me so hard I actually looked like I had something called cleavage. Real diamonds glittered in the mostly ignored holes in my ears. Why did I insist Mom let me have my ears pierced when I was ten? This was probably the first time they'd seen earrings since... okay, I couldn't remember when.

Hannah mumbled out of fear of pain. “There are more selections of earrings if you have pierced ears. I can buy you more earrings in the future too. Do you like any other types of jewelry, or do you only like earrings? The clip-on types don’t seem too great though. Look at your ears, they’re already red. If you needed to put them on for a long time, they might fall off in the process, or even become broken.” Then, he proceeded to persuade her in a soft voice, “Piercing ears are painless now and it won’t hurt too much. Trust me on this. Your earlobes are going to be even prettier once you have them pierced!”

Palming my face, I squealed in excitement, “I can finally wear earrings.” Delicately touching them, I trailed my fingers along the helix and fiddled with my lobes. Still in awe, I released a breathy laugh as I enjoyed the new sensations. Oh, goddess, they're so tiny and nice. I loved them. Right away, Lykoan assisted me with the earrings, picking them out of the box. Holding the first one at my earlobe, he frowned when he said, “This will sting.” “Hmm.” I braced for the pain, hissing and wincing when both earrings pierced my ears.

‘You can do this. I sat on the infirmary bed, my fingers trembling as I tried to disinfect the wound on my ear. The sting was sharp, like tiny needles pressing into my skin, and no matter how careful I was, the earring stuck to the wound, refusing to budge, the skin swollen and irritated around the metal. I bit my lip, gripping the tweezers tightly. This seemed simple, I Just had to pull it out. Quick and simple. But the moment I tried, a sharp, searing pain shot through my ear, making me hiss.

The head maid had made it clear that they were more than just mere accessories; they were a mark of passing as Orion’s personal attendance. She explained that these earrings held the Moon Goddess’ blessings, and only the designated bearer could take them off once they were worn. Crafted from rare white feathers sourced from an owl that hunted under the moon's glow, they embodied keen insight and graceful wisdom. Each feather delicately fashioned into an earring offered a unique and striking adornment for the ears, adding a subtle yet elegant touch to any attire.

"You can do this,” I said to my reflection, "You’re strong, determined and you will be independent again, maybe not in a few months, but in a few years." I finished putting on the gold earrings and decided to remove the rest of the piercings from my ears. They wouldn’t be seen because the loose hair would be covering them anyway. I’ve put on my septum with fake diamonds I only wore on special occasions and stepped back to look myself up and down one last time.