Reward Art: Frankenbride Selfie

Second reward art of the month as we get Abomination "Abby" the happily married and horny housemonster. I toyed with a few ideas before ending up on this set of details. She had technically removed her breast to send with her husband before the selfie was taken in the first chapter, but I thought showing off more of her was better than getting the canon exact. Must have been another pic she took.

Art was done by https://twitter.com/AriMisusu?s=09 

And the past chapters are at http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/31807/The-Frankenbride 

I wasn't  trying to play it casual, I was just sort of speechless. He took me to  another door, punching a code into a keypad before it popped open. There  she was... my future wife was strapped to an operating table and  propped upright.

Her pale  skin stood out first of all; it made her stitches more apparent around  the top of her heavy breasts. The nipples were covered up by a thick  steel band that went across her chest, but they squashed them up into  looking even larger than they were. By themselves they were almost the  size of beach balls, enough to make you forgive the stitch marks. She  had a mature figure but a young face, the two most likely from different  people. Her tanlines abruptly ended on each arm, just above the  shoulder. The right one was thick and strong with a tan complexion but  the left was darker and more delicate. Both were carefully painted with  red fingernails. Another bar went across her hips, holding them in place  she suddenly started to thrust when I entered the room. Her hair was  thick and black, hanging over her ears and framing her face. There was a  blonde ponytail running from somewhere buried in the back of all the  brunette, with some streaks of white hair down by her temples. Her blue  and green eyes were mismatched in size and color, but they both locked  on me as she struggled against her bonds. Sure enough, two inch-long  bolts were sticking out of each side of her neck.

"Easy now,  Abby," the doctor urged her like she was just an excited puppy rather  than a grunting patchwork woman. He frowned and snapped his fingers  (hard to do in work gloves!). "Stacy? Stacy? Would you get her a dress. I  thought I asked you to make her decent."

"Yes, sir," two of the clones said quickly before trotting off.

"Well  she'll be ready in a moment. In the meantime, your date is ready. I hope  it serves as some valuable field testing." He pulled out a complex  remote control and hit a button. The barring straps popped back off and  "Abby" dropped to the ground with a dense thump of her bare feet on the  metal flooring.

"Abby? This is George from the ad you asked for. He'll be taking care of you tonight. Isn't that right, George?"

"Uh..." I  stammered, staring at the naked, stitched up woman in front of me. I had  a lot of thoughts going through my head, with "she looks so hot"  somewhere on the forefront. Abby let out a throaty growl as she sized me  up like she was thinking of what part to rip off and add to her  collection... then she finished clearing her throat. A few sparks came  off her neck as she shook her head and smiled at me brightly, a new  brightness and alert look in her eyes.

"Oh!  Sorry! Good to meet you, George!" She stepped up to me, moving a bit  stiffly and lumbering on her long legs and wide hips. The naked monster  held out her hand. "I'm Abomination Steinbacher. You can call me Abby."