Tarzan reaches into a drawer and pulls out another potion. He pours it on you like he did with the potion that made you human again.
This time you felt yourself shrinking. You are getting younger, about 7 or 8. Your loincloth is too big and slips off. You get a nice tan,
from being out in the sun so long, and you got some slight muscles from being a jungle boy. Tarzan then puts a smaller loincloth around
you. He then stares right into your eyes as you feel his thoughts entering your mind. You start thinking like a jungle boy. You try to fight
it, but the jungle boy thoughts are flowing in your mind, erasing your own thoughts and memories. You remember growing up in the
jungle with Tarzan as your Father and Jane as your Mother (she would be back soon) and you remember playing with the child gorillas
and monkeys. You suddenly know how to climb trees and swing from vines. You also know how to speak ape. Finally, you know how to
play and have fun in the jungle.
"You Son of Tarzan" Tarzan said pointing at you. Tarzan was speaking in ape, but you understood him.
"Me Son of Tarzan" you said pointing at yourself, you too were speaking in ape. Your old memories are gone. Tarzan smiles, knowing
about this mental change.
Tarzan then beats his chest with joy. You then join him, beating your own chest like a gorilla. It feels so natural, so normal for you. You
both jump outside and swing on vines. You enjoy your life as a jungle boy and wouldn't change a thing about it.