Chad, hanging from the lamps of the ceiling, searched for the loincloth fervently. His hopes of placing it back on in order to stop his awful transformation were slim for sure but he had to do something to halt it, even if it relied on chances that were extremely small. Where had he tossed the damn thing? Why had he not paid more attention? He was so preoccupied with finding the piece of clothing, kinky as it was, that he forgot that his new body took over all movements that would have seen normal before. He swung deftly from the ceiling lamps, panted to keep control of his panic and uttered grunts and sounds that hid the fact that his vocal chords cold not even produce words anymore. As he finally spotted a piece of cloth with fur, of the same color, he dashed towards it, deftly reaching the ground. Chad attempted to ignore he fact that he reached the ground on his knuckles, with no pain whatsoever, and that he rushed towards the object of his desire also on his knuckles, his legs following behind and certainly not helping him to stand upright. He seized the loincloth with a smile that looked more like a grimace and panted and uttered simian sounds in joy. He put it on, ignoring his brain that argued that feeling his privates swing in the open air was nice and that they were now so large and worthy of putting all other guys to shame that it was a real waste. Any girl would love to stare at his balls and penis, naturally. It would be unthinkable otherwise! So why cover something that would guarantee him a wonderful harem and a way to belittle all other males, meaning competition? Chad grunted, ordering his brain to keep quiet. This was not the time! His transformation was making his way into his mind and it could be his undoing! He must keep thinking like a human! And it started by covering his privates, unlike animals that had no sense of nudity and decency!
But as Chad adjusted the loincloth, he grunted in frustration. The damn thing was too small, clearly. It barely covered his penis and let his testicles spill over and dangle happily, swinging joyfully as his brain shouted out how good that felt. This was not possible! How could his privates increase in size so fast or without feeling it? Someone must have switched it! And just then, his suspicions were confirmed. He head a voice behind him, making him jump.
"Enjoying your new wardrobe and body, Chad?"
The voice was young and feminine and he turned around. The girl looked vaguely familiar, like a student he saw at times in the corridors, except older. Maybe a cousin or oder sibling? Chad wanted to answer but only angry scowls and grunts escaped his lips.
"Your expression as you try to fit into the smaller loincloth I've replaced is just too hilarious for words. Well, to answer your mispronounced questions, I am the one who offered you the loincloth and switched it. I'm a witch and one of the many people you bullied. I attend this school incognito and you and your pathetic friends on the team mocked me with sexist insults. Well, you bullied the wrong person this time. I'll give you a punishment worthy of your despicable attitude and sexism."
Chad gulped audibly. This girl had already half-turned him into an ape already! What else could see do to him?
"But do not worry, your jock friends will get their comeuppance too. Who knows, you might meet them again one day," she added with an evil grin and a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.
She was about to put another spell on Chad and he could only stare in fright and beg silently as she was going to make him pay further for being an arrogant and violent bully.