As a Piers Anthony fan I was very disappointed with this book. I was forewarned of the humorously sexual nature of the book. As a mature, sexually secure adult, I expected an adult, amusing story about penis envy. The humor and sexuality of the book is written at 9-year-old boy "potty talk" level-- enthrallment with human excretement of any type from every orifice. Freudians would have a heyday with Piers revealed psychotically love/hate obsession with anal sex.I was not amused. It was not sexually titillating. It was base and revolting. This book could have been fun and entertaining but instead it was just potty talk.