>I woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking.
>And to an incredibly itchy feeling in my general lower areas.
>I groaned in discomfort and glanced down at myself.
>Ugh, gross.
>Dried shit, all up and down my legs.
>I had been with women before I came to Equestria and none of them had orgasms as messy as this.
>It would be fine if I had cleaned myself afterwards, but... I didn't.
>BANG
>The door to my room was flung open and Spike walked in wearing a bright pink apron.
>"Morning Anon! Breakfast is rea-- "
>"..."
>Shit.
>The purple dragon's cheeks became flushed red as I scrambled to cover myself.
>I threw a pillow at him.
"Bucking knock next time, Spike!"
>He backed out of the room, his little dragon dick peeking out from it's sheath.
>So that's where he hid it.
>I thought about what had just happened for a second.
>Did I just... Turn him on?
>As far as I knew, he was straight.
>Or at least, the only creature he had shown any affection for was Rarity.
>Never gonna happen, but it was hilarious to watch him try and woo her while she tried to let him down softly in her own way.
>Which was by pretending she didn't notice his affection at all.
>Whatever.
>He had apparently cooked me breakfast, so he was alright on my account.
>Besides the fact that he didn't knock.
>I fucking hate people who don't knock.
>I am the one who knocks.
>Emphasis on the "one" bit.
>No one in this town has any semblance of privacy.
>I pulled myself out of bed and walked to the small en suite attached to the room.
>I really noticed my height difference now.
>I had to plop my hooves up on the bench to even see my face at all.
>I tried to get a good look at myself in the mirror, but it didn't work.
>I pulled my stool up and stood on it.
>It was a bit of a balancing act, but you know.
>I live life on the edge.
>I washed my face, splashing the cool refreshing water on me when I remembered the reason why I was here in the first place.
>Clean your legs, retard.
>I hopped down and walked over to the shower, turning the nob.
>Luckily this dried stuff washed out pretty easily, even when dried.
>I'd still like to clean myself before it dried next time.
>When I was done, I turned off the tap and walked out of the room.
>When I got to the kitchen, Spike was nowhere to be seen, but the breakfast he made was waiting on the table.
>Fucker better not be jacking off right now.
>I heard some muffled voices through a nearby door.
>I couldn't hear what they were saying, so I walked closer.
>Pressing my ear up against the door, I heard a few fleeting muffled words.
>"...and don't fuck it up this time, alright? I've had enough of you ruining every job we run, and this one is fucking huge."
>"S-sorry, boss."
>I heard a muffled rumble, like someone was rolling around on the floor.
>"Mmmmff!"
>Who was that?
>"Shut him up!"
>A loud thwack.
>Silence.
>Oh shit, someone was getting kidnapped!
>I slammed open the door.
>By which I mean I tried to slam open the door, but it was made of a heavy wood, so I just smacked into the door as it slowly creaked open.
>Curse this weak body.
>Inside, two griffons wearing black balaclavas stood above a seemingly unconscious Spike, tied up with rope and blind folded.
"Stop right there!"
>One of the griffons turned to the other and chuckled.
>"Or what, kid?"
>I puffed up my chest.
>Crap. He was right.
>Or what?
>I couldn't do anything to stop them.
>Griffons were just as strong as I was as a human, but there was no way I could do anything like this!
>And there was /two/ of them.
>"Yeah, I thought so. If you know what's good for ya, you'll pretend you never saw this."
>The two griffons grabbed Spike by the legs and unceremoniously dragged him out the window with them.
>I stood there, silent and un-moving.
>Well, not exactly.
>My legs were shaking.
>I was absolutely terrified, and it had taken me that long to realize what I had been feeling.
>What the hell?
>I had never been scared by something before!
>Well, sorry, that's a lie.
>Nothing in Equestria.
>I collapsed to the floor and began to cry.
>Why?
>Why was I acting like this?
>I'd never acted like this before!
>Bet it's this fucking stupid body.
"S-s-stupid body. S-stupid Twilight!"
>"What did I do wrong?"
>I spun around.
"Twilight!"
>I ran to her and threw my hooves around her.
>She froze up.
>"G-Glass? What's wrong?"
"Th-these g-g-griffons came in and th-they..."
>My mind relived the last few moments.
>"What did they do, Glass."
"They took Spike!"
>"What!?"
>She pushed me away and ran into the other room.
>She turned back to me, her face filled with rage.
>"WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP THEM, ANON!?"
"I-I-I..."
>Tears welled up in my eyes.
>"Oh no."
>She walked up to me, but I backed away.
>I was feeling it again.
>Fear.
>Why?
>"I'm sorry, Glass, this... This isn't your fault."
>She approached me again and pulled me into a hug which I accepted.
>"We'll... We'll figure this out."
>I let my tears flow for the first time in my life.
>I'd never let myself cry.
>I always kept this masculine appearance, but I didn't even have a choice this time.
>"I just don't get it. Who would want spike?"
>I pulled away from the hug and wiped the tears from my face.
>I thought about it for a second.
>Who would want Spike?
>And who would want to kidnap the number one assistant of the fucking princess?
>Unless...
>He was a dragon.
>How many other dragons had I seen while in Equestria?
>None.
>Let alone a baby dragon.
>He was rare.
>And probably expensive.
"Twilight... I think I know why they took Spike."
>"You do?"
"Do you know anything about rare animal trading in Equestria?"
>"well, I know it's not common at all, but it does happen some time. What does that have to do with... Oh no. No no no!"
"What are we gonna do?"
>"Uh... We... Uh... Glass! I think I might need to hire you one more time."
 
>There has to be something around here.
>Something that they left behind...
>There!
>A small sheet of paper.
>Well, more like a scrap.
>I pulled up the magnifying glass that Twilight had lent me
>Yes!
>Looks like that Griffon had "Fucked up" again!
>It was a matchbook for a bar.
>I flicked it open, but there was nothing inside but matches.
>No matter, I had a lead now.
"Twilight, check this out!"
>She walked over to me and took the matchbox with her magic.
"Unless Spike has been going through a rebellious smoking phase, then this was left behind by those griffons."
>"So what now?"
"Well, we need to check out the bar. Do you recognize the name?"
>"The... Spit Jar? I can't really say that I do..."
>The Spit Jar...
>I hadn't heard the name before, but It definitely wasn't in Ponyville.
>There wasn't exactly google in this world, so I couldn't google where it was.
>Maybe...
"Twilight, is there a phonebook for any of the nearby cities?"
>"Of course!"
 
>Baltimare.
>I got arrested last time I was here while on a job
>It was a city filled with dirty streets and dirty ponies
>No idea why anyone would want to live here.
>Twilight and I disembarked from the train and made our way out of the station.
>"Okay, Glass! I've got our itinerary planned out to the minute! At 1200, we will check into the Solid Stone Inn, at 1215, we'll have lunch! At 1300, we have-"
"Twilight! You don't need to plan every second of our day!"
>"Maybe not, but one day, you'll have needed a list and regret not making it!"
"Sure. Got any place on that list for investigating?"
>"Of course I do! But, uh... There's something we have to talk about."
"What?"
>"The place we're following this lead at is a bar, right?"
"Yeah?"
>"You're underage."