The exhibit has become a lot bigger since you came in...in fact, comparing yourself to the people who just came in you seem tiny, barely reaching their knees. One couple looks at you and says "oh look, a monkey!" before continuing onto the swinging sets. Did they just call you monkey? You look at your hands and feet and have to conclude that they're right - these are monkey limbs, covered in coarse brown fur, your face having expanded a bit into a short monkey muzzle. But the biggest attraction is probably that length of flesh that you constantly saw moving in the corner of your eye: your constantly moving monkey tail, with which you even manage to grab objects with a bit of practice. You jump onto one of the climbing sets, problemlessly latching your hand-feet onto the surface, and as you try to say something all that comes out is "eek! eek! eek!"
Obviously not caring about the fact that you're now a small monkey, you continue maneuvering about the exhibit with great leaps, occasionally using your tail as a fifth limb. After a while, however, you start to ponder what to do next.