Lobster by Guillaume Lecasble

I don't want to give the impression that I have some kind of lobster fetish--it just happened that I read two lobster-related books this month.

But if you have a lobster fetish, have I got the book for you!

Okay, so there's this lobster, right? And it gets caught, along with its family members, and they are taken on the Titanic (yes, that Titanic) and served to the guests.
Except that the hero lobster has just been plunged into the boiling water when the ship hits the iceberg, so he escapes and ends up under the skirt of a lady passenger. And this lady, who has never been sexually satisfied, has her first orgasm by means of the lobster. (I forget the mechanics exactly.)
Then she rescues him, but they are tragically separated in a lifeboat, and she later suffers a terrible mutilation while trying to . . . recapture the magic, shall we say, with a different lobster.

I can't say I exactly liked this book, but I'm glad I read it because it's certainly something I would never have thought of. Sometimes you just get so tired of yet another legal thriller or space opera or tenderly written literary novel that you just need some lobster porn to wake you up a little.
Besides, it's very short.

Also, check out the review in the Guardian--most excellent.