"Bwahahahaha!" cackled the witch, "You should be very afraid, monkey boy. I'm nowhere near done with you. But first, I need to rejuvenate, and since you're no longer using your human body, I might as well." Monkey boy Chad stared as the old hag grew taller, straighter and broader. For Chad it was like staring at himself from the wrong side of a fun house mirror. He was a twisted, distorted, hairy, hunched over reflection of himself, and his former body was now wearing the witch's robe. He looked ridiculous with the robe barely reaching his knees, and the sleeves up by his elbows. She adjusted her crotch, or rather Chad's crotch or Chad's body?
Chad said, "Oook?"
"Aw, bright eyes, don't you get it. I got your muscles, virility and youth. It's been a while since I've been male. Last time was centuries ago, they beheaded me. But in these more enlightened times, no one believes in witchcraft," laughed the witch in Chad's deep male voice, but ending it with a high pitched cackle that made Chad think of DC's Joker, "Bwahahahahhahaha!"
"OOOK!" shouted Chad falling backwards on his bum.
"Now to finish your transformation, I think you need to be a bit smaller, and with a tail. Bruno would make a good organ grinder, and you can be his monkey," Chad prattled while making odd hand gestures.
"Oook, ook!" Chad's pitch rose as he shrank from ape size to capuchin monkey size.
Bruno appeared with a dazed expression.
"Ah, hm, why are you practically naked, Bruno?" the witch asked glaring at the youth wearing only a Speedo.
"I was swimming when you summoned me, master."
"Ah, well, why are you sporting an erection?"
"I'd like to jump your bones, Chad," Bruno drolled in a salaciious monotone.
"Hm, that might be interesting, but now I need you to be an organ grinder. They were all the rage a century or so ago. Time for them to make a comeback. I think a green suit, yellow vest, and a hat, oh, shoes too."
The witch Chad waved his hands. The witch was now dressed in form fitting black spandex aero suit, and Bruno was dressed like an organ grinder from the early 1900's.
"Needs something more," the witch Chad said as he drew a mustache on Bruno with his index fingers, and hair sprouted there.
Chad suddenly found himself collared, leashed, wearing a tiny red hat, and a tiny red vest. It was weird the hat and vest made Chad s much more aware that he was otherwise naked. His tiny primate penis was flopping between his legs, as he moved across the floor trying to escape his leash. Bruno was at the other end of his leash.
"Now off to the park with you, and make lots of money," Chad laughed.
Bruno obeyed with a reluctant monkey Chad in tow.
"Almost forgot," laughed Chad witch, with the wave of his hand, the monkey found himself holding a tin cup.
Chad the monkey tried to hurl the metal cup at the witch version of himself, but the cup was stuck to his hand.
Chad the witch laughed, as the real-now monkey-fied-Chad was led away by Bruno who was cranky his hurdy gurdy as he walked. The tinny music made the monkey dance. Chad the witch licked its lips, as it contemplated its next move. Just them a voice called out, "Hey, Chad!"