In a world where horses have hands and stand on their back legs, one griffin who also stands on her back legs has a much-needed parcel inside her that our intrepid hero must retrieve while shrunken to the size of a two-inch tall thing.

Contains: Unbirth, Vore, Burning Loins, Dialogue with a bartender written while watching Clerks, Profanity, A Disturbing Lack of Cloaca

Written as a commission for Star Sage. i may have... put too much confidence in the fetishes he has.

Art by Tsitra360. You can delete your fetish accounts, but you can't be subtle.