When the fish lady’s basket breaks as she carries her stock into the central marketplace, Eduardo seizes the opportunity to speak to the woman he worships from afar. He invites her for supper and, much to his surprise, she accepts.
What should be the night of his life quickly spirals into carnage when, after dinner, he pops out to buy some ice cream for dessert. On his way to the cantina, he is attacked by Juanita, and his manhood is ripped from his body.
Who is Juanita, and more importantly, who is the mysterious Majesty she serves? How will the theft of Eduardo’s manhood impact on his life? Can he discover the truth, battle the Majesty, and regain his missing penis before he becomes a mumbling meat machine with no emotions?
You might laugh, you might even cry; you’ll definitely wonder what the hell is going on as this surreal tale reveals a world of chaos, disorder, depravity, and duplicity.
Flesh for the Majesty is not your average tale of mystical entities, wronged women, and dismembered penises. No, indeed; it’s altogether different.
