EL NINO CUMZ!!! (the three exclamation points are a must) has to be one of the weirdest recommendations I've ever gotten. The plot is just so over the top that I spent most of this book with my jaw dropped. It opens with mad scientist, Onin Le, doing his favorite hobby: photographing nude women in between inventing unethical inventions. Casually hiding a weather controlling device in your basement like it's NBD in between having your equally pervy assistant throw cold water on bikini-clad womens's boobs? That is swag.
But oh no! The cops have caught on to his illegal shenanigans (wasn't quite clear if they were there to bust him for the perviness or the weather machine), but Dr. Le goes right to the weather machine and turns in on (presumably in every sense of the word), only to have it interact catastrophically with his still very horny body. He manages to orgasm before having his fleshly body incinerated (except for trace amounts of hair and come) and then he becomes One with the Weather.
Cut to a beach where two busty girls named Mandy and Tammy are playing a game of horny dodgeball with their group of guy friends, Team Friendzone. The game soon switches to the All-American Pasttime of "pulling down my friend's bikini top for no reason." Little do they know that El Nino is watching and El Nino is horny. His acid rains wash away clothes (while not harming skin) and he commands an army of tentacles, one touch of which will turn you so horny that you will have to be quarantined in an insane asylum for society's safety. And I think you can imagine what happens: the beach becomes a total fuckfest, with El Nino screaming about "fuckmeat" while turning all the beach-goers into pornographic puppets, kind of like how kids smash their dolls together to make them kiss except the kissing here is totally X-rated and NSFW.
Obviously, villains don't win even in erotica, and a cold front causes some major shrinkage that puts an end to El Nino's tyranny of horny. I looked to see if there was a sequel about La Nina, the opposite phenomenon, but no. Apparently this author was a one and done deal, which made me sad. The little tornado with the scribbly face and purple cartoon tentacles made me laugh for like a solid thirty seconds when this book appeared in my Instagram inbox. I honestly can't believe this book exists and I am so #blessed to be able to share it with all of you today.
So this was purely terrible. The writing was awful and there are tons of grammatical mistakes. The last sentence is missing a letter and a period and I'm not sure if the author just gave up and hit submit, or if it's supposed to be meta in some way (El Nino's work is never done). This was published five years ago but I have SO many questions. Did the author do this on a dare? Do they periodically remember the book when some unwitting sucker purchases a copy or borrows it on KU and go, "Whuh? Oh yeah, THAT?" Did they plan a sequel but then get discouraged?
I don't have the answers to those questions but I can tell you this: global warning leads to gang bangs, so if you're worried about unplanned pregnancy, you better watch those aerosol sprays.
1 out of 5 stars