Malfoy gasped as most of his clothing vanished. The holey jockey shorts were all that he was wearing, and they
were changing too. They no longer felt as light as they had, and they started to feel a bit warmer too. He
wanted to look down but he couldn't. He took a deep breath, his chest seem to swell massively. Bates looked
at the half-naked man, and smiled evilly.
He was still holding up the blank plastic card that had been Malfoy R. Higgenbottom's official ID. An image
started to appear. It was a card issued by the Stonewood Academy Animal Control Authority. He was still
human wasn't he? He could feel his muscles growing. He suppressed a grin, his manhood was growing too. The
leather pouch now binding it stretched but restrained what he knew was an impressive piece of meat. He
imagined the girls would stare with desire at his crotch and the boys would be envious. Something troubled
him, the words rearranged themselves in his mind: the boys would stare with desire at him, and the girls would
be envious. Was Bates turning him- he paused he couldn't think what his name was. He looked at the card. It
was a license for a hairless ape man named Moneyboy. He knew he was Monkeyboy the Apeman. It was good to be
owned. He wanted to scratch himself, but he was still immobilized by the circle.
"There ya go, Monkeyboy, you remember everything but your old name, and then some. You recall your old human
history like it was a dream, but you recall it and know it was real. That's part of your punishment. Of
course, being an apeman - you are sort of a missing link. A primate, but not quite human, is what you are.
You are smart enough to go take yourself walkies in the forest. Whereas a true ape might need to be diapered
until I toilet trained it. Training is the tricky part. You know you are my ape man, and you should obey me,
but you're still a bit of a wild card. I figured that with a studly muscled boy you would knock up half the
girls in school unless I changed your gender orientation."
"Ook?" Monkeyboy asked. He knew the English words, but all that came out was OOK.
"Oh, that's part of the curse. You can only speak apeman gibberish unless I order you or give you permission
to speak human talk, and then you will speak it in a broken way without articles and few verbs. You know like
the ape men in movies and comic books," Bates continued putting the animal license card back into his wallet.
Malfoy's wallet had vanished with his former clothing. Bates walked to the corner of his room, and picked up a
wooden box with a crank sticking out of it. He asked, "Ever see one of these?"
Monkeyboy slouched and scratched his head while shaking his head and said, "Ook, ook."
He didn't seem to notice that the hex circle had vanished, and this part of the curse was complete.
"This is a hurdy gurdy, Monkeyboy," Bates said knowingly, "Now we begin your training. I made you a gay
apeman so you wouldn't get any of the girls knocked up, and I could have a pet that would suck my morning
wood. You would like to suck my wood wouldn't you?"
Monkeyboy licked his lips and looked a Bates' tiny crotch, and slightly paunchy belly. Sure he'd suck his
master's cock, but he'd have to do something about his master's physique. His eyes stole a glance at Bates'
spellbooks.
Bates saw his new pet's eyes drift over and stare at his magic tomes. He screwed up his mouth, and said, "No,
Monkeyboy, you will not use my spellbooks to make yourself straight or break your curse. Understand?"
Monkeyboy nodded with a smirk, his master hadn't prohibited Monkeyboy from using magic books on master.
"Now for your first lesson," Bates said and he started to crank the hurdy gurdy. Organ grinder music filled
the chamber, Monkeyboy swayed back and forth lost in the mesmerizing melody.
There was a loud knock at the door.