This story about the the market for Bigfoot erotica was only plausible up to a point. Obviously, I have no problem believing that an attractive woman might have sex with a hideous hairy grunting beast, and even enjoy it, but the little details tripped me up.
1. The Sasquatch’s name is…Leonard.
2. The author is raking in $30,000/month with her line of cryptozoological porn.
OK, that last one might not be a matter of implausibility, but envy.