Well now, I can work with you on changing the story. Hell, I might be able to pert Hollywood's interest.
So you're fishing on this raft when you feel a tug. You pull in a big one. As you celebrate your catch you notice that the fish has a very p'd off look on it's face. It then begins speaking in tongues. You are disturbed, and then hear a thunderous voice, "you are violating one of my creatures" "Now, suffer the ride through my eternal lake of fire." You are then rafting on a river of lava. For some reason the raft doesn't melt (hey, it's just a story, right?). You then see all of these devil fish swimming toward you. They are all screaming, "you are the child of the devil" and start jumping at you. Their sharp teeth feel like fire. They remind you that you had once made fun of their advocate human support group, as one of them had the words stitched on it's side:
People
Eating
Tasty
Animals
You wake up screaming. Not because of the dream, but because it's reality is still hanging onto you. In fact, one of the little ******* fish has followed you right out of this horrible hell dream, and clamped onto your. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .um. . . . . . . . . .... . . .(well this is a little embarrassing) it's clamped onto your. . . .manhood.
Ouch!!
Your book could be entiled "Support PETA or Loose Your Peter".