Jez walked down the street, people stopped and pointed, normally Jez would enjoy the attention but she was feeling dizzy. Her buzz was wearing off from the smoke; she shook her head bemoaning the loss. She stopped and looked at herself in the reflection of a store. 'This isn't right' she remembered always looking this way, she was born this way but something felt wrong. She shook her head trying to quiet the tiny voice. She looked at her beautiful white arms, rubbing a yellow gloved hand over it, pale skin that felt familiar but why that was normal. Her clothes seemed to bright and happy but she felt so silly, free and good. She smiled and felt the tongue ring in her mouth; she stuck her tongue out and looked at it. The ring felt right but she doesn't remember it much it is fuzzy. She runs her tongue along her lower lip and feels the holes there before bring her hand up and rubbing her nose, something was missing there. She looked over and saw a tattoo and piercing place called "Painful Pleasures", yes that is where she needs to go.
She walks in to the tattoo parlor and is greeted by a very tattooed and pierced man. He was bald and had tattoos covering most of his body that was visible also he had spikes pierced in his head going back forming a metal Mohawk and piercings covering his face.
"Ha, Ha. I'm Spike. Can I help you" as he laughs she can see a large tongue piercing flash in the light
She sticks her tongue at him and blows a razzberry "I feel like I am missing something. I want to change my look to a little gothic"
He looks her up and down "I think I can definitely help" he motions her back to a sterile room with a short table. "Strip and lay down" She gladly strips down kicking the bright outfit to the corner. Again she catches her pale white form in the mirror and laughs her red smile beaming. She lays down with her legs dropping over the edge.
Spike leans over and begins to examine her, running his hands over her body playing with her nipples and clit. "You still have your lips pierced but I think we can add some more." Jez smiles "We have some special piecing needles her that give you equal pleasure to the pain you experience of the piercing. Hence the name of the shop 'Painful Pleasures’.” Jez squirms on the table at the news, ready to experience it. He begins by putting rings back in her lips; she runs her tongue over them happy that they are back. Spike lifts up her nose and clamps her septum, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure through her, and in one clean motion he pierces her septum the pain rolls through her accompanied by the pleasure, she gasps nearly orgasms. He puts a large ring in her nose she can feel it on her upper lip. The piercing also pierce her memories replacing it with new ones of being a gothic clown. Black lines start to appear on her skin contrasting with her white skin, twisting and turning into tribal designs. Spike moved on and pierced her labret and eyebrow before moving down to her nipples. He slowly rubbed her nipples till they were erect red balls he quickly pierced both of them causing Jez to arch her back in bliss. Her navel got five piercings in a star pattern before black lines ran over her breast on to her stomach. Spike paused and ran his fingers over her pussy, Jez breath increased anticipating the painful pleasure that was coming. He spread her lips fully exposing her inner labia lips and red clit, Jez shivered, he clamped her inner labia and pierced her giving her two rings on either side. The black lines ran down embracing her wet dripping pussy. She was breathing fast now, panting, she knew there was one piercing left. He lined the clamp up with her clit before closing it, her clit letting out a tiny squeak and Jez letting out a tiny scream. He lined the needle up and push it through. The pain shot through her followed by a wave of pleasure, her orgasm that had been building finally unleashed itself leaving Jez screaming in ecstasy. She breathed fast as her orgasm rolled through her before finally tapering off, the table below her was slick with her juices. Spike helped her up and she examined herself in the mirror. Silver rings glinted back at her all over her body. Black lines formed tribal tattoos now contrasted with her white skin covered her body also. She felt another orgasm pass over her as she looked at herself and felt right. The new memories that pierced her mind stood out, her rebelling against the family business and becoming a clown in the night circus with all the freaks and geeks. She looked over at Spike, he performed suspensions at the night circus sometimes, he smiled and handed her a pile of clothes. She put on a dark purple leather corset the exposed he midriff and cleavage just ending above her nipples also a pair of short dark purple leather shorts and finally slipping on a pair of six inch high heels and gloves.
"Thanks Spike. You did great work as always. I'll see you at your next performance." she gave him a deep kiss before turning to head out.