And indeed there were no miracles. Tyler spun the wheel and when it stopped at last, it did not herald any chances of returning to normal. His hopes were dashed. Yet he was startled by what the writing said. The wheel had stopped on "Tarzan". Tyler sensed his hopes come back to him. Well, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. First, his gigantic balls would disappear. Second, he could do with an even more athletic body than he already had. After all, he'd be even more of a star on the field with the body of Tarzan! All for free! And certainly the ladies would appreciate! Maybe this would end up being a blessing in disguise!
"Well, well, well," said happily Madame Illusia. "Looks like you're going to be Tarzan! A rare one, that option! Hasn't happened often! But I must do as the wheel says!"
With a formula and a spell, Tyler was engulfed in a puff of white smoke. When it cleared, he was indeed Tarzan. Except Tarzan as a fat young toddler. In a diaper patterned with leopard print, blonde hair and blue eyes, chubby and sitting on his butt. Everyone laughed, understanding. Well, yes. The wheel said "Tarzan" but not at what age or under which circumstances. Tyler understood his new predicament as he wondered how the world had become so big and out of proportion, as well as why his feet and hands were so pudgy and his limbs so tiny and chubby. He saw he had no humongous testicles anymore but a diaper covering his groin like a large pillow. He tried to protest but only a wail and baby gurgles escaped his throat. He got angry, which only made the audience laugh anew.
"There he is! Tarzan as a baby! Now let's bring him back to his mommy!" said madame Illusia, snapping her fingers.
A cloth covered Tyler's midriff and a stork flew out of nowhere, hoisting him up and flying off with him through a portal Madame Illusia had made appear and that gave to a cartoon-like jungle. The portal acted at a television as the audience followed what happened to Tyler. The stork flew above the trees until it plunged and darted among trunks, arriving at a large clearing. It had houses and buildings made out of stones and bamboo, as it jungle inhabitants lived in a modern way but with what the jungle provided them with. A cartoon world indeed. The stork stoped at a large house, knocked with its beak, deposited Tyler and saluted the occupant before flying away. Except the occupant was a big gorilla, a female gorilla, in an apron. She stared at baby Tyler but then erupted gleeful coos, clapped and hugged a baby who was clearly not appreciating this infantilizing treatment. He kept his adult mind, after all. Once inside, Tyler was fed a large bottle, fruit purees and ten pacifier and frilly bonnet was set on his head. He was afterwards tickled and kisses and placed in a crib filled with feathers. His belly much too full and exhausted by the anger he could not let out, he promptly went to sleep under the stare of his new mother who was delighted at finally having a baby to pamper and love and fuss over endlessly. Was that darling Tarzan going to be coddled! She'd make sure of that! The portal disappeared then, leaving Tyler to his new life, and the audience to finish laughing at the former bully's misery. Madame Illusia was extremely happy at the impressive magic she had achieved. Tyler loved being treated like an emperor so he had found a new mother who would see him like a precious little thing. Just not the way he had anticipated.
"Well then!" said Madame Illusia. "Who's next? Wo wishes to come on stage?"