"Well... I have to turn you into a human eventually, otherwise someone will call the cops. However..." the ringmaster stroked his chin, "can you speak English?"
The monkey boy replied, "Oook ook ook ook ook ook uh huh uh huh ook ook yeah" nodding his head helpfully.
"Apparently not very well..." the magician came to a decision, "While I can't keep you as a monkey, you certainly deserve to be one. So I'll make you a deal. I'm going to turn you back into a human now, and you're going to report to work every weekend, just like normal. However, instead of torturing that poor monkey, you're going to be a monkey instead. When you check-in for work, you will re-assume this form, and perform for the circus-goers. From what I can tell, you're a skilled dancer and acrobat, so this shouldn't be too much of a problem. No one will recognize you as a monkey; they will think you are Mikey the monkey-boy. That is your new name, and you will respond to it. At the end of your shift, you will become Max Sitwell again. You will remember your actions as a monkey, but you will obey your monkey instincts when you are an animal. You will not remember my role in all of this. As far as you are concerned, I am your boss, not a magician. You will do this each and every weekend, until you have learned your lesson. Do you understand?"
Max, aka Mikey, stared at the magician. He wanted to be human, but he didn't trust Mr. Finnegan. However, a small part of his brain liked his monkey form, and wanted to continue his furry existence. Reluctantly, the monkey-boy nodded his head. "Ook Ook Ookay."
"That's better." Mesmero smiled, took out his wand, and tapped the animal on the head. The changes were immediate. Max's fur and tail receded into his skin, and the naked boy stood upright. The boy blinked. He was back to normal. But wait, how had he transformed back?
"Max! Are you okay? What happened?" cried his boss.
Max glanced at the confused man. "Um... Yeah. I got, um, lost and some people came and uh, I gotta go, bye!" The boy began walking away.
"Aren't you forgetting something?"
Max was puzzled, and then it hit him. He was naked! The boy blushed furiously, covering his private areas. He stammered, "Yeah um some muggers came and took my clothes and stuff. Yeah, that's what happened." There was no way he was going to admit that he was a monkey to his boss. Who in their right mind would believe him? Thankfully, Mr. Finnegan spotted his clothes and handed them to the extremely confused boy. Max thanked him and said, "Can you not mention this to anyone? I'm really embarrassed by all of this."
"Sure thing. See you tomorrow, I guess." said Mesmero as he walked away. Max was still confused, but he was starting to think that his transformation was a bad dream. Hopefully tomorrow would be better.