A full-length and more explicit version of the author’s 1938 novelette “Lynne Foster is Dead!”, Alien Flesh was originally slated for publication in 1951 by Prime Press, which folded before it could do so.
The plot involves the magical/surgical implantation of a young woman’s soul in the body of the man who had accidentally caused her death; her new body becomes fully female to the initial horror of his soul, which still shares it with her. Alien Flesh
Expected better, honestly. Alien Flesh A very strange book about identity and who we really are opening with a man who gets in a car accident killing the daughter of a guy who seeks compensation in the form of having the guy who caused the accident's mind to be transferred to his daughter's body through a ritual.
The book takes various turns devoting each chapter to the city the man/woman resides in and the people s/he meets.
This book is very hard to classify. I would have to call it equal parts sci-fi/crime/noir/mystery I suppose. I really had no idea what I was getting into with this blind read, but if nothing else I found it interesting. Alien Flesh Male harvard graduate gets magically transferred to the body of a sexy young harem maiden. Full of over-the-top sexual and Eastern stereotypes.
..I'd read in one of Weininger's monographs that women regard clothes entirely differently from men; that they receive a sort of psychosexual stimulation when beholding lovely clothing... I remember thinking that that statement was a lot of scientific bosh, but on that first day of my womanhood I knew how right Herrdoktor had been.
Are you kidding me?! Alien Flesh
