You are about to grab a piece of fruit in your desperation to become human again when you hear the sound of footsteps coming from the outside. The flap of the tent opens and someone enters. You freeze, ashamed at what you are. What will this person do? Run away screaming, that's for sure! You're a freak! A monster!
But the person coming in is clearly not a simple visitor. He is dressed in a working attire, the sort that deals with animals. He is the manager of the show and it is proven once the man looks at you. Instead of howling in fright, the man, tall and muscular, frowns and takes stock of you and the situation.
"You ate the fruit, right?" he says calmly.
Not just calmly, his voice is completely toneless. You nod in shame. At least he knows what has happened. It must not nbe the first time. So he should help you, right?
"You want to be... coherent again, am I right?" he says, scratching his short beard.
You nod energetically.
"Yes! Yes! Please!" you beg.
"Well, here you go. You should have known better than stealing though," he sighs, producing a piece of apple which you grab, your penis and testicles swinging happily as you walk awkwardly towards him.
You munch on the apple and swallow it. You are overjoyed at sensing the transformation occurring immediately. Or at least, at first. You quickly see that something is not right. Not right at all. You are shrinking. You are keeping your hair. Your balls and penis are shrinking indeed, but way too much. Your testicles become a measly sack and your virile member a puny tube. And you are becoming fatter! Your feet and hand become chubby too! And you sense your face changing. Your jaw juts outwards. Your forehead slopes down. In no time at all, you're a wriggling mess on the ground, flailing weak limbs around. You're not human! Not at all! The manager of the show towers over you! He nods and smiles.
"There. Coherent again, as promised. You are fully an ape now. And as a little thief, you needed to be punished. You now are a baby ape. What I needed for another of my charges. He wanted a baby, so I provide him with one. Maybe next time another petty criminal will provide him with a loving male mate. He was a hopelessly romantic homosexual man before he was a gorilla."
With that, he picks you up, diapers you and ties a blue bonnet around your head. He then takes you to a wide open space with many large cages. He hands you to an enormous gorilla who acts absolutely delighted at your sight. He smooches you and starts poking you with love right after.
"He loves to tickle babies," laughs the man. "He seems like a rough and tough tickler but believe me, he'll be gentle. He will map out every ticklish spot in your body and molly-coddle you like no other. You'll learn to love him like an actual parent in time."
You scream at him to return but you cannot speak human words anymore. And that deceitful manager was not lying. That gorilla thinking he's your mommy starts tickling you, feeds you with a spoon and if he deems you rebel too much or do not act enough like an actual baby, he tickles you until you are a sobbing feeble mess that will be docile. People come see him treat you like a baby, tickling your fat belly, kissing your feet or burping you to coo at such love or laugh at your rebellious antics. For stealing a measly fruit, this is incredibly worse than prison! You are forced to act like a baby - worse as an ape - to keep your new motherly gardian happy! What a humiliation! You hate every second of it. You pity the poor transformed fool that will become the mate of this former human creep! Well, you reason that at least he might divert his attention from you. And as the carnival travels, you are taken further and further away from the life you've known. Clearly all the other apes used to be human. You wander if escape is even possible. The only outings you have is in a pram during shows, a subject of fondness or mockery on the part of the morons around you that could easily be in your place.
What will happen next? You hope you might escape and return to your true human appearance.