The Erotic Secrets of Shelley Frankenstein

CHAPTER ONE: THE LAB ASSISTANT
“Igor, you humpbacked freak!” the doctor shouted. “Grab the fire extinguisher and get over here!”
Igor was not my name, but I would never correct her. I left my Petri dishes of C. elegans and rushed to her side with the fire extinguisher. On the floor in front of her was a large mound of ancient-looking flesh, half concealed by a…