But Tyler is too good of a writer to leave it at surface-level fun. In the final act, the story pivots. The magic falters. The roommate falls for someone who is immune to the charm. Suddenly, the boobs are just boobs. The spell breaks.

4.5/5 Magic Sparkles

Have you read this story? Do you have a "magic boobs" friend? Or are you the roommate? (No judgment.) Drop your thoughts in the comments. Disclaimer: This blog celebrates literary erotica and smart, character-driven writing. If you are offended by the word "boobs," you definitely won't make it past page two of Alison Tyler's actual bibliography.

If you are looking for smut, this isn't it. If you are looking for a brilliantly crafted short story about jealousy, friendship, and the masks we wear, step right up.