Silicone God

Shae wants to stop shagging the husbands of other women and be a proper queer. Plus, she’s bored of only ever getting to use her new strap-on on a pile of cushions. The answer seems simple: come out, go out, and finally get it on with the fit bird at dyke night. Even better if Evaline, a wayward silicone mistress from the future, wasn’t so jealous. A surreal, dirty little book that falls somewhere between Derek McCormack, Kathy Acker, David Cronenberg, and the tentacle porn you “accidentally downloaded,” Silicone God is a heartbreakingly horny lesbian-body-horror sex romp—not for the squeamish!

“…a Cronenbergian tenderness to the boundaries of queerness, forcing us to confront the social mores of monogamy, infidelity, and what it means to plumb the depths of taboo when you’re still discovering who you are and what you want from the world.”—ELLE NASH, author of Deliver Me

“Victoria Brooks elevates and revamps the ‘other woman’ trope in this dystopic novel that purifies sexual dynamics and questionable standards about infidelity to their perverted essence. Clive Barker meets Fassbinder’s The Bitter Tears of Petra von Kant. I inhaled every delicious spore of psychosexual brilliance.”—JILLIAN LUFT, author of Scumbag Summer

“All the makings of a queer cult classic. Joyfully perverse and perverted.”—LAURA KAYE, author of English Animals