Hector Ramirez was a hot headed man. He managed a large of group of construction workers and was familiar with barking orders. His short temper made him a difficult father. His son, 8 year old Mateo, was always the victim of his abuse.
Mateo got into trouble at school so Hector was forced to miss work to attend a meeting with the teacher.
“He’s a fine boy, but he keeps acting out sometimes. I was wondering if there were any problems at home?” The teacher asked.
“None whatsoever.” Hector adamantly replied.
That night he put Mateo on his knee and spanked him. He wouldn’t stop crying so Hector dragged him to some circus type thing to shut him up. Little did he know that Madame Illusia was more than just a common stage magician.
“Does anyone have any questions or issues? Illuisa can fix anything!” Her assistant Stephan declared.
Hector was bored out of his mind when Mateo raised his hand.
Hector quickly grabbed a hold of his son’s arm. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Oh look. You there, the boy with the strong looking father, come on up!” Stephan shouted.
Hector and Mateo walked up to the stage, Hector kept a scornful look on his son.
“Hello young boy, is there anything I can do for you today?” Illuisa asked.
Mateo remained silent.
“Don’t be afraid.” Illuisa then mumbled something under her breath. A spell to get the boy to say what he really felt.
Mateo began to sob “My daddy is mean to me. He always yells at me and spanks me and-“
“Mateo!” Hector interrupted.
“I think I’ve heard more than enough from this dear boy. I have the perfect gift for him.”
Madame Illusia nodded to Stephan and he handed her an ornate looking box. It was red with gold crescent shaped decorations. It had a moveable knob or crank type thing on the right side. She handed to the boy.
“This is a music box, but not just any music box. See what happens when you play it.”
Mateo slowly turned the crank. A circus like chime started to play.
Hector could only think “Great, he’s never gotta stop playing that annoying thing.”
He heard a hear faint laughter and looked out at the crowd. All eyes were on him apparently.
“What are you all staring at?!” He yelled.
“Ahem, sir, I think they’re amused by the show you’re currently putting on.”
“Show?”
Hector then realized what the lady meant. He was naked!
Hector wanted to preserve his dignity and cover himself but his entire body began to turn against him. He assumed a squat position and placed his knuckles on the ground.
“What is this? I can’t control my movements!”
“You see, this little music box charms the subject it is used against. It forces them to act as a stand-in show monkey. It appears your son’s emotions towards you made you the subject.”
The crowd began to stir as Hector’s ears became more pronounced. His sideburns grew as the rest of his body began to sprout hair. His body was still very much attractive, but he had features that were ape-like in nature.
“WHAT’S HAPPENING TO ME??!!!” Hector screamed.
“Don’t worry, it’s only a partial transformation, you’ll remain very much human. Just with some more simian characteristics, the most monkey aspect of your body should appear right about...”
“AHHH” Hector felt a sharp pain in his lower back. His tail bone was throbbing as something pushed against his skin. Slowly but surely, a new appendage began to erupt from his body. Fur began to cover it.
“There we go, an impressive monkey tail! Though it isn’t quite as impressive as your *ahem* front tail, so to speak.”
Hector’s large cock began to grow as Illuisa’s magic increased his libido.
Mateo couldn’t believe his eyes. He stopped playing the music for a moment.
“Why have you stopped playing my dear boy?” Illusia questioned.
“Wait, there’s more!?”
“Of course! The show isn’t over just yet.” Illusia laughed. “Keep turning the crank.”
As the music’s pace continued, Hector began to move. He hopped up and down whine scratching his head and ass while uttering “OOK” over and over.
Hector then danced around the stage, his cock swinging like a pendulum.
Madame Illusia waved her hands and a pole appeared. Hector performed a show that would make any professional pole dancer envious.
The crowd let out a thunderous applause at the spectacle.
“Pleas-oOK have... mercy..” Hector begged in between his grunts of forced pleasure.
“I guess the show has gone on long enough.”
Illuisa snapped her fingers and Hector clothes were back on his body. He reached up and felt his ears and sideburns, they had indeed returned to normal. He didn’t feel hair underneath his clothes either.
“I will leave the music box with your son. Don’t try to forcibly take it from him or else their will be magical consequences. From now on he will have the power to play the music box and turn you into that form. Dancing, sexual prowess, and all.”
“You can’t do this!” Hector yelled once more.
“I already have, you should be thanking me for restoring you to your original form. I can just make “monkey Hector” permanent if you’d prefer it.
Hector felt hairs begin to prickle across his chest.
“No please, anything but that!” He groveled on his knees.
“That’s what I thought.” Illuisa said as Hector’s chest hair receded.
“Simply be a good father from now on and you’ll never need to be reminded of tonight.” Illuisa giggled. “Well, except for one thing, from now on you’ll find yourself often craving bananas. I’m afraid my curse is just so powerful that I can’t wash away every aspect of it.”
Hector’s mouth instinctively watered at the mere mention of a banana. He cleaned his drool and cursed under his breath.
“Now go off and become a better father, or it’s off to the jungle with you.”