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The Erotofluidic Age
A masterpiece of modern Victoriana, blending ribald action, note-perfect language, and Wellsian steampunkish mad science into a stimulating blend of erotic literature.
Daedalus Tesla just wants to be left to his scientific research. The problem is, his Ontological Engine can only be powered by a human being in a state of extreme sexual excitement. And once you have one or two of those strapped down in your laboratory, people do start to talk.
To make matters worse, the ontological forces are strange and unpredictable. The line between experimenter and experiment may blur quite unexpectedly.
Hilarious, bizarre, and startlingly hot, The Erotofluidic Age is a pronographic book like nothing you've ever read before. Vinnie Tesla shows us a skewed steampunk world where lust, love, friendship, ego, and the frontiers of science collide with varied and surprising results.
Daedalus Tesla just wants to be left to his scientific research. The problem is, his Ontological Engine can only be powered by a human being in a state of extreme sexual excitement. And once you have one or two of those strapped down in your laboratory, people do start to talk.
To make matters worse, the ontological forces are strange and unpredictable. The line between experimenter and experiment may blur quite unexpectedly.
Hilarious, bizarre, and startlingly hot, The Erotofluidic Age is a pronographic book like nothing you've ever read before. Vinnie Tesla shows us a skewed steampunk world where lust, love, friendship, ego, and the frontiers of science collide with varied and surprising results.
186 pages, Paperback
First published April 27, 2011
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Vinnie Tesla
13 books21 followersI have a bunch of free sex stories on my website, and a pornographic steampunk comedy e-book, The Erotofluidic Age , for sale through Circlet Press.
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A word about how I'm rating books here: my star ratings are based on how I, personally, responded to the book, not any attempt to measure its objective merit. Some flimsy checkout-counter books that delighted me as a teen get five stars because I love them with an unreasoning passion. Acknowledged classics may get only a couple stars if I failed to respond strongly to them. I absolutely acknowledge that the fault may well be with me.
I want to post more reviews here, but I'm feeling a bit unfocused. Ask me to review something I've read, and I will take a stab at it.
A word about how I'm rating books here: my star ratings are based on how I, personally, responded to the book, not any attempt to measure its objective merit. Some flimsy checkout-counter books that delighted me as a teen get five stars because I love them with an unreasoning passion. Acknowledged classics may get only a couple stars if I failed to respond strongly to them. I absolutely acknowledge that the fault may well be with me.
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August 16, 2011
This is seriously my kind of smut: a wide variety of utterly perverse situations, actual plots, and a narrative voice straight out of the period in which the book is set (why yes, I have read more than my fair share of Victorian porn: want to make something of it?).
The Erotofludic Age is a collection of three connected stories: "The Ontolological Engine, or, The Modern Leda", "Miss Pierce's Positon", and "The Terminando". The premise is that Mr. Daedalus Tesla is a scientist who has invented a way to collect "erotofluidic energy" to power an ontological engine--and by erotofludic energy he means sexual arousal. So there are devices and machines and all sorts of combinations of partners with this devices and machines and there are sentient geoducks and ontological transformation, too.
Also, Tesla (the author, not the character) neatly handles the consent issues that so often arise and does so in a way that feels true to the period while not offending modern sensibilities--and that makes it sound like I have an issue with modern sensibilities on that front and I do not: unless something is very clearly marked as a rape fantasy, I would prefer that there be no rape. There is no rape in this book.
This is really one of the best erotic books I have ever read--it's funny, engaging, the characters are well-drawn, and the wide variety of sexy times are really, really, really hot. I like a wide variety of sexy times and this book certainly delivers on that front.
The Erotofludic Age is a collection of three connected stories: "The Ontolological Engine, or, The Modern Leda", "Miss Pierce's Positon", and "The Terminando". The premise is that Mr. Daedalus Tesla is a scientist who has invented a way to collect "erotofluidic energy" to power an ontological engine--and by erotofludic energy he means sexual arousal. So there are devices and machines and all sorts of combinations of partners with this devices and machines and there are sentient geoducks and ontological transformation, too.
Also, Tesla (the author, not the character) neatly handles the consent issues that so often arise and does so in a way that feels true to the period while not offending modern sensibilities--and that makes it sound like I have an issue with modern sensibilities on that front and I do not: unless something is very clearly marked as a rape fantasy, I would prefer that there be no rape. There is no rape in this book.
This is really one of the best erotic books I have ever read--it's funny, engaging, the characters are well-drawn, and the wide variety of sexy times are really, really, really hot. I like a wide variety of sexy times and this book certainly delivers on that front.
February 2, 2013
So, a few weeks ago, I reviewed Fantastic Erotica: The Best of Circlet Press 2008-2012. My only complaint, really, was that the sex itself was pretty plain vanilla.
Following my review, one of the authors in the collection sent me a message suggesting his own The Erotofluidic Age as a rather kinkier alternative. Of course, I had to take him up on his suggestion.
Structurally, the book is basically three linked novellas, and this serves the stories fine. But you don't care about that! You want to know about the fucking, right? What did I think about the fucking?
Fucking weird-ass shit, man! No, really, this is some weird stuff. It's not tentacle porn. Oh, no, tentacle porn isn't nearly strange enough. Think mutated gooey ducks, phonetically. I'll say no more, just, really, the sex is weird. And I'm fine with that. The strap-on scene is, well, wow. Just wow.
(I'll note that, while weird, the sex isn't violent or mean. It's a happy, good-natured weird. But it is really fucking weird.)
So, is that it? A seriously weird wank book? Well, no, there's more to it than that. It's billed as a pornographic steampunk comedy, and, to be sure, it's pornographic. But what about the rest, you ask? It's also a darn good steampunk yarn. The descriptions and dialogue feel right. Authentic, if you will. I'm not the world's biggest steampunk fan. Even so, this went down smooth. (Phrasing!) All that steampunky goodness is melded nicely with the sex, making it, well, steampunk sex. Weird Victorian steampunk sex. And there's a hilarious throw-away joke about goggles.
Oh, right, is it also funny? Yeah, it is. It's not a joke-a-minute sort of book. Rather, there's a fun amusing quality throughout, punctuated at intervals with full on hilarity. I laughed aloud at several points.
(Side-note: Why don't we write LA for laugh aloud instead of LOL?)
In the end, the real test is to ask whether the book would be worth reading without the sex scenes. For me, the answer is a big thumbs up. I would have been perfectly happy with it had the story been less explicit. The explicitness was just a bone-us!
But, fair warning, if you find the thought of really weird sex to be disturbing, then you might find that it detracts from the rest of the book. It didn't for me, but I'm pretty fucking weird at times, too.
Following my review, one of the authors in the collection sent me a message suggesting his own The Erotofluidic Age as a rather kinkier alternative. Of course, I had to take him up on his suggestion.
Structurally, the book is basically three linked novellas, and this serves the stories fine. But you don't care about that! You want to know about the fucking, right? What did I think about the fucking?
Fucking weird-ass shit, man! No, really, this is some weird stuff. It's not tentacle porn. Oh, no, tentacle porn isn't nearly strange enough. Think mutated gooey ducks, phonetically. I'll say no more, just, really, the sex is weird. And I'm fine with that. The strap-on scene is, well, wow. Just wow.
(I'll note that, while weird, the sex isn't violent or mean. It's a happy, good-natured weird. But it is really fucking weird.)
So, is that it? A seriously weird wank book? Well, no, there's more to it than that. It's billed as a pornographic steampunk comedy, and, to be sure, it's pornographic. But what about the rest, you ask? It's also a darn good steampunk yarn. The descriptions and dialogue feel right. Authentic, if you will. I'm not the world's biggest steampunk fan. Even so, this went down smooth. (Phrasing!) All that steampunky goodness is melded nicely with the sex, making it, well, steampunk sex. Weird Victorian steampunk sex. And there's a hilarious throw-away joke about goggles.
Oh, right, is it also funny? Yeah, it is. It's not a joke-a-minute sort of book. Rather, there's a fun amusing quality throughout, punctuated at intervals with full on hilarity. I laughed aloud at several points.
(Side-note: Why don't we write LA for laugh aloud instead of LOL?)
In the end, the real test is to ask whether the book would be worth reading without the sex scenes. For me, the answer is a big thumbs up. I would have been perfectly happy with it had the story been less explicit. The explicitness was just a bone-us!
But, fair warning, if you find the thought of really weird sex to be disturbing, then you might find that it detracts from the rest of the book. It didn't for me, but I'm pretty fucking weird at times, too.
April 3, 2013
What I find hottest in pornographic writing is perspective, pure and simple: I want to know what it's like to be someone else, to fuck someone else, to desire someone (or something) else.
With this book, I got what I wanted: Vinne Tesla's Erotofluidic Age captured my imagination, pinned it down, and did completely unspeakable and filthy things to it. The sexual scenes in the book are wildly varied -- from gender-bending gentleman's club dungeons to enthusiastic & mad scientists -- and I did not know I would enjoy all of those scenarios as much as I did. What's astounding is that in the context of the book, EVERYTHING is incredibly sexy, because Mr. Tesla's descriptive flair, indiosyncratic vocabulary, and completely believable dialog make it hard not to fall in lust with each scene.
I recommend reading this book armed with the following supplies: an unabridged dictionary, your favorite masturbatory aid, and a sense of humor. The author's prose necessitates a certain pleasure in antiquated and anachronistic word choice, and he is as perverse with English languages as with the antics of his compelling characters.
With this book, I got what I wanted: Vinne Tesla's Erotofluidic Age captured my imagination, pinned it down, and did completely unspeakable and filthy things to it. The sexual scenes in the book are wildly varied -- from gender-bending gentleman's club dungeons to enthusiastic & mad scientists -- and I did not know I would enjoy all of those scenarios as much as I did. What's astounding is that in the context of the book, EVERYTHING is incredibly sexy, because Mr. Tesla's descriptive flair, indiosyncratic vocabulary, and completely believable dialog make it hard not to fall in lust with each scene.
I recommend reading this book armed with the following supplies: an unabridged dictionary, your favorite masturbatory aid, and a sense of humor. The author's prose necessitates a certain pleasure in antiquated and anachronistic word choice, and he is as perverse with English languages as with the antics of his compelling characters.
September 8, 2015
A very brisk read.
Upon completion of this book I set it off to the side and stared vacantly in the distance asking myself, "what in the ____ did I read?!" Not saying I disliked it, on the contrary I thought the book was splendid, but it's certainly a mind-f&ck. Also, there are certain parts I found particularly cringe-worthy, but I'll let them slide without mention.
There really is no other book like this in existence, blending together bits and pieces of Steampunk, science fiction, historical fiction, and erotica.
Another thing that struck me whilst reading this was that the book seems to be heavily Lovecraft-inspired, the first chapter in particular. I could totally see this author writing a Japanese tentacle porn novel featuring Cthulhu.
4/5 stars, weirdest thing I've ever read in my life.
Upon completion of this book I set it off to the side and stared vacantly in the distance asking myself, "what in the ____ did I read?!" Not saying I disliked it, on the contrary I thought the book was splendid, but it's certainly a mind-f&ck. Also, there are certain parts I found particularly cringe-worthy, but I'll let them slide without mention.
There really is no other book like this in existence, blending together bits and pieces of Steampunk, science fiction, historical fiction, and erotica.
Another thing that struck me whilst reading this was that the book seems to be heavily Lovecraft-inspired, the first chapter in particular. I could totally see this author writing a Japanese tentacle porn novel featuring Cthulhu.
4/5 stars, weirdest thing I've ever read in my life.
July 31, 2011
Marvelous! In the original sense of the word, meaning full of near-miraculous events and surprising twists. Original, imaginative and delightfully perverse. If you like steam punk erotica, try Vinnie Tesla's variant. It makes much of the competition seem dull by comparison.
March 20, 2021
This was spicy.
August 3, 2016
There are three connected novellas in The Erotofluidic Age, focused primarily around the same cast of characters. Daedalus Tesla (yes, of course he's related to Nikola Tesla), mad scientist and ontological pioneer, uses sexual energy to power the machines he uses in his experiments. Not his own, of course; like his famous relative, Daedalus prefers celibacy, so he needs lusty volunteers. Unfortunately, the ontological forces aren't always predictable, and Victorian attitudes towards sex add their own complications.
Each story builds on the one that came before it, so the first story sets everything up, wherein Daedalus and his assistant Victor search out a source of the sexual energy they need from a surprising place and their experiments end with unexpected results. The second story picks right up where the first left off, with Daedalus and his household dealing with the consequences of their recent experiment, which they now need outside help to fix. Daedalus is more than a little dismayed to find the best candidate is a woman scientist, since women obviously have no business in matters requiring such intelligence. Minerva Pierce has a few surprises of her own in store, though. The final story is the longest, and the only one written in the first person, as a letter from Victor to his wife telling her of his adventures while they're separated. He and Daedalus's "nephew," Dewey, wind up travelling to an alternate universe, getting themselves stuck there, and discovering the energies they'd used to travel have an unintended and rather unfortunate effect.
The book was described to me as "humorous steampunk erotica" which is at the very least an unusual combination. It's an apt description, though, and surprisingly successful in all categories. Unlike a lot of books, the steampunk is not just window dressing, all goggles and gears, it's a necessary part of the story, integral to the plot. It is, after all, difficult to transmogrify things without a bit of science fiction in there.
As far as the erotic content goes, well as one might expect both from the labelling as erotica and the premise itself, there's a lot of sex going on. It's hugely varied, both in type of sex and in the participants. There's something for everyone, really: male/female, male/male, female/female, transgender, and even sex with some rather remarkable (and more than willing) geoducks.
The writing itself is appropriate to the time period, with a beautiful vocabulary and a distinctive voice, especially in the third story, "The Terminado." Everything from the older tendancy to refer to a place as "-----shire" rather than inventing a name and sly references to things like "a Lovelace Machine" pop up in there, and a savvy reader will be delighted to scout these little treasures. It reads as a fun Victorian novel with a few more sci-fi elements and a lot more descriptions of thrusting.
Each story builds on the one that came before it, so the first story sets everything up, wherein Daedalus and his assistant Victor search out a source of the sexual energy they need from a surprising place and their experiments end with unexpected results. The second story picks right up where the first left off, with Daedalus and his household dealing with the consequences of their recent experiment, which they now need outside help to fix. Daedalus is more than a little dismayed to find the best candidate is a woman scientist, since women obviously have no business in matters requiring such intelligence. Minerva Pierce has a few surprises of her own in store, though. The final story is the longest, and the only one written in the first person, as a letter from Victor to his wife telling her of his adventures while they're separated. He and Daedalus's "nephew," Dewey, wind up travelling to an alternate universe, getting themselves stuck there, and discovering the energies they'd used to travel have an unintended and rather unfortunate effect.
The book was described to me as "humorous steampunk erotica" which is at the very least an unusual combination. It's an apt description, though, and surprisingly successful in all categories. Unlike a lot of books, the steampunk is not just window dressing, all goggles and gears, it's a necessary part of the story, integral to the plot. It is, after all, difficult to transmogrify things without a bit of science fiction in there.
As far as the erotic content goes, well as one might expect both from the labelling as erotica and the premise itself, there's a lot of sex going on. It's hugely varied, both in type of sex and in the participants. There's something for everyone, really: male/female, male/male, female/female, transgender, and even sex with some rather remarkable (and more than willing) geoducks.
The writing itself is appropriate to the time period, with a beautiful vocabulary and a distinctive voice, especially in the third story, "The Terminado." Everything from the older tendancy to refer to a place as "-----shire" rather than inventing a name and sly references to things like "a Lovelace Machine" pop up in there, and a savvy reader will be delighted to scout these little treasures. It reads as a fun Victorian novel with a few more sci-fi elements and a lot more descriptions of thrusting.
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