When Matthew McConneymay sets off on his yearly trip to the California Farming Convention, he expects to have a typical weekend of wining and dining with an assortment of living crops. What he doesn’t expect, is that one of these handsome agricultural staples would capture his heart. Enter Liplon, the handsome living corn who sweeps Matthew off of his feet in a night of hardcore anal plowing he will never forget.
But are Liplon’s intentions business or pleasure? Could this muscular corn on the cob be playing Matthew for nothing more than a planting commitment?
This erotic tale is 4,200 words of sizzling human on gay corn action, including anal, blowjobs, rough sex, cream pies and living food love.
Chuck Tingle is a mysterious force of energy behind sunglasses and a pink mask. He is also an anonymous author of romance, horror, and fantasy. Chuck was born in Home of Truth, Utah, and now splits time between Billings, Montana and Los Angeles, California. Chuck writes to prove love is real, because love is the most important tool we have when resisting the endless cosmic void. Not everything people say about Chuck is true, but the important parts are.
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This is, hands down, the craziest book I've ever read. We're talking anthropomorphic gay corn, people!!
I can't even describe all of the insanity if I tried, but Chuck Tingle pulled out all the stops (unlike the corn, which definitely did not pull out!). It was... extremely entertaining, even if the editing is crap and the book is NOT a romance. Corn erotica? Cornotica? People with objectophilia can eat their hearts out.
If my cousin didn't buy me this book as a joke, I would have never read it, but I found it to kind of awesome and more than a little disturbing? Do those things equal a win??
If you are actually going to spend money on this thing, know that the story ends at 38%. The rest of the book is a whole separate book, The State Of California Stalks My Gay Butthole. With that one, be prepared for intense stalking, acres of... anatomy... and a few twists and turns. It was a wild ride!
I came, I saw, I #Tingled, and I lived to tell the tale.
Right now I pretty much love everything about Chuck Tingle. This is some seriously funny shit.
"No matter what I do, I can’t stop thinking about the way the light had glistened off of the corn’s beautiful rounded kernels, or even the succulent yet subtle taste that his body would create in my mouth. Suddenly, I find myself with the beginnings of a completely unexpected erection, my hardened member pushing gently against the fabric of my pants.
A farmer my entire life, this is the first time I’ve ever developed feelings for a food of any kind, let alone a vegetable. While the concept is a bit intimidating at first, it’s actually quite comforting the longer I think about it. What would be so wrong for a farmer and his vegetable to take their relationship to the next level?
Nothing, I suddenly realize."
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"“Cornholed at last!” Liplon shouts gleefully as his dick impales me."
I laughed out loud. Oh, Chuck Tingle, you are a brilliant man!
"I can’t take my eyes off of this muscular agricultural staple as he moves past me and then finally collapses into the window seat. He is perfectly toned from head to toe, a beautiful yellow glow shimmering off every kernel of his body."
“There’s so much corn in my asshole!” I shriek, beating myself off with an untamed fury.
I laughed until I cried, multiple times, and so hard I literally pulled a muscle in my back, both at the dialogue and the absurdity of a writer authoring and me reading a book about a man meeting, and subsequently having sex with, an anthropomorphized ear of corn. And to be clear, because I respect the author and his intent, I laughed WITH this book, not at it. This book entertained me from start to finish, no small feat, and my only complaints were that it could’ve benefited from a little bit of editing, and that it wasn’t longer. I didn’t realize that the Kindle Edition I purchased included The State of California Stalks My Gay Butthole too, so I really wasn’t prepared for it to be over so abruptly. The corn in my asshole quote was my favorite from the book, and I usually only limit myself to one, but I just can’t in good conscience do that here and have listed my remaining nine favorite quotes and passages below.
“It’s just hard to look back and recognize that this is what the life of a farmer has become. I don’t think I’ll ever truly feel comfortable with my shirt buttoned all the way to the top and this tie wrapped around me like a noose.”
“Even now, I can’t take my eyes off of this muscular agricultural staple as he moves past me and then finally collapses into his window seat. He is perfectly toned from head to toe, a beautiful yellow glow shimmering off every kernel of his body.”
“Still, there is something that continues to gnaw away in the back of my mind, a strange ache that throbs deep down in the darkest, gayest parts of my subconscious. What if I had a relationship with corn? My life is wonderful now, and I respect the hell out of beets, but could it be even better?”
“A farmer my entire life, this is the first time I’ve ever developed feelings for a food of any kind, let alone a vegetable. While the concept is a bit intimidating at first, it’s actually comforting the longer I think about it. What would be so wrong for a farmer and its vegetable to take their relationship to the next level? Nothing, I suddenly realize.”
“Do you see all of those lights out there across the city? Those lights are homes, and in each of those homes there is an average of four people living. Do you know how many meals that is?…Twelve meals a day total,” the corn tells me. “Do you know how many of those meals include beets?” “I don’t know,” I admit, “I never really thought about it.” “None,” Liplon says bluntly. “The average person eats three beets a year, do you realize that?”
“How about some corn holing?” I offer mischievously.
“Harder,” I scream. “Pound my ass harder, corn!”
“I look back over my shoulder in shock to discover that Liplon is erupting in a fit of passion, the kernels across his body exploding into puffs of popcorn and then shooting off in every direction.”
“That’s how I met Liplon,” I say, reading the final words of his eulogy aloud, “when I met him at that conference I had no idea that this breathtaking living corn would change my heart, and my butthole, forever. He will be greatly missed.”
So, yeah, if the goal of the Read Harder challenge is to step outside of the box of one's regular reading diet, this surely fits the bill. Challenge #13 this year is to "read a book with a cover you don’t like." A few commenters on the Read Harder discussion board were talking up Chuck Tingle as an off-the-wall source for books in this vein, so I thought, what the heck? To call it tongue-in-cheek would be anatomically incorrect. In line with the terms of this challenge, it's notable that the cover and title do not accurately convey what happens when Liplon, the "handsome living corn" of the title, reaches peak excitement. One word spoiler alert: popcorn.
It's been a day and I needed to laugh and this book delivered. If you read the description of this book you're already half way done with it!
Matthew is a beet farmer, and, even though he's straight, he realizes there is no harm in pursuing a relationship with a handsome corn that he meets on the way to an agricultural conference.
For some reason I thought there would be some commentary on Monsanto, it seemed to be heading in that direction maybe? But no, just a lot of laughs and banging.
Well… I love a bizarre sentient object story to pull me out of a slump and I think Chuck Tingle wins with this one being the weirdest thing I’ve ever read.
I wasn’t quite prepared for that ending… nor the endless snippets I was able to send my friends and utterly stun in the process.
Matthew meets Liplon, a sentient corn.. man, on a flight and they form an undeniable connection.
Chuck Tingle has this incredible ability to make even the darkest days utterly hilarious and for that reason… I will always return.
One star. I told my friend Kris that if he actually got around to writing his first book review, I’d read this monstrosity. We found it through Instagram reels, which should’ve been my first warning sign.
This book was certainly…a choice. I genuinely cannot believe someone wrote this, published it, and then other people also agreed to let it exist in the world. It’s so absurdly awful that I couldn’t stop laughing the entire time. I’m horrified, confused, mildly traumatized, and somehow still processing what I read.
You’ve heard that curiosity killed the cat? Well apparently I’m the cat who just barely learned their lesson.
This book is two stories in one and they’re really competing to outdo each other. Let’s just say I’ll never think about popcorn the same way again and have some serious questions for the author. Also just want to reassure him that it’s ok to be gay, bro.
Complete absurdity, not particularly well written/edited, but I laughed out loud multiple times. Think of Chuck Tingle like the Tommy Wiseau of books, and if that sounds appealing to you, please go read the names of some of his other titles.
pretty standard Tingler book Man meets corn Man rides corn Corn's body explodes into popcorn during orgasm (and ejaculates corn into his rectum, gross) Man mourns corn the end.