It was a warm, clear day out in the park, the perfect day to go for a jog. An anthro manectric dressed in pink shoes and a purple jacket was doing just that, racing down the path, feet striking down hard against the ground with every step. Little did any bystanders know that they weren’t running alone, for a zangoose had been shrunken down and was currently strapped to their shoe, little ropes tied around their wrists and ankles stretching out their body and holding it securely in place…