HOME | DD

Description

Mia pouted as the 4x4 finally came to a halt. It was hot and humid and the tree canopy hid the sun which was what she had been looking forward to most on the trip. Instead of catching rays on a beach and building up a healthy tan she was going to spend most of her holidays traipsing around a jungle. It was not the holiday the cheerleader had expected and if she had known, she would have turned down the free trip.

Allison was waiting in the campsite and as soon as Mia stepped out of the car, Allison rushed over holding out her arms. Mia smiled and they hugged, Bonnie doing her best to hide how much she was hating the trip so far. It almost seemed like Allison had invited her and the other cheerleaders out of spite. Mia was sure Allison had done it to torture her. Sure, they were friends now but that hadn’t always been the case and she suspected that Allison might still hold a grudge.

Bonnie Buchanan was even more suspicious and it was her suspicions that led her to agree to go on the trip. None of it sat right with her, Allison suddenly becoming the best gymnast in college and even making it onto the cheerleading team, along with Hayley’s unexpected departure to go travelling. The former head cheerleader had gone so suddenly that it left Bonnie feeling uneasy. Still, she was an aspiring journalist so no matter how apprehensive Bonnie felt she had to get to the bottom of things and see if her hunch was correct.

There was no wi-fi or phone signal at the camp but the cheerleaders were surprised to find it had running water and electricity courtesy of a portable generator. This put bonnie on edge. Maybe she was being overly suspicious but she had a funny feeling that they had been brought into the wilderness, cut off from society, for some sinister purpose of Allison’s. She would soon find out if her suspicions were correct.

“Welcome, please take a seat,” Allison wiped her brow and sighed with relief. It had been difficult to make the arrangements, nearly too difficult, but it was almost over now. She watched anxiously as the group climbed out of the 4x4’s and entered the tent that was being used as a makeshift lecture hall. She was glad to see the five cheerleaders from college could make it. Allison was not sure they would come even with the idea of a free holiday to entice them.

Allison took up a position in front of a desk covered in paperwork. A desk lamp lit the tent and the projector next to it hummed away.

“Okay, welcome to your orientation.” Allison began, “As you know, you are here to help us with our research into the new species of monkey and to work to increase the population of this endangered species. “

“First things first; you’re in the jungle now and it can be very dangerous if you’re not careful. I need each of you to agree to listen and do whatever Mrs. Reynolds and I tell you to in order to adapt to this environment,” there were many nods around the room some more reluctant than others.

“I need you each to say it. If you can’t at least do that to show your commitment then you shouldn’t have bothered coming. So are you going to listen and do everything?” Allison waited expectantly, holding her breath.

A chorus of voices filled the tent and Allison sighed with relief. There was an almost universal agreement amongst the group but there came a loud tutting from one member of the audience. Doctor Colette Ashby was rolling her eyes, finding the whole thing to be condescending. She could hardly believe that she had to sit there whilst she was lectured by a girl nearly half her age and with a fraction of her experience, all because the little twerp had allegedly discovered the new species. Preposterous, she thought.

“This isn’t our first rodeo. My husband Nick and I have been studying animals in the wild for over ten years,” said Doctor Ashby, impatiently, her husband nodding along in agreement beside her.

Allison simply smiled and said, “Well, you are going to be taking a very hands-on approach that I doubt you’ve experienced before but, hopefully, you’ll be able help this endangered species to flourish so please humour me for the moment.”

“Fine. I agree.” the irritable Doctor said tersely and crossed her arms.

“Okay,” Allison said and switched the lamp off, happy that everyone had agreed to follow her commands. What she didn’t know was that her cheerleading frenemy, Bonnie had stayed silent, distrustfully watching Allison’s every move.

“I need you all to stay in your chairs and remain quiet throughout the slideshow.” Allison clicked a small remote and the whiteboard was lit up by a portable projector. An image of an odd cross between a woman and monkey flashed up and she was quite literally ‘flashing’. The monkey girl had a pair of rather womanly bare bosoms unlike any monkey the gathered crowd had seen before, which led to a few embarrassed giggles from a pair of cheerleaders in the front row, Bonnie however, was not laughing but staring intently at the monkey wondering why it looked so familiar. Doctor Ashby tutted once again, much louder than before, at the giggling teenagers in front of her which silenced them immediately.

“Good. Now, look at this slide. This is Hayley, the first big-breasted bonobo that we discovered.” Allison said, choosing to ignore a snide comment whispered by Doctor Ashby about Allison’s incompetence and bonobo’s not even being monkeys. Bonnie on the other hand gasped, shocked at what she was seeing and hearing, Hayley? That can’t be a coincidence.

Whilst Bonnie stared in disbelief, Allison continued on with her presentation. “Hayley is quite different to most other species of monkey and many things about her are a mystery. In order to get up close to and learn about monkeys like Hayley you are going to have to learn to fit in.”

“Ridiculous,” Doctor Ashby snapped again, finding the notion of foolishly trying to imitate a monkey to fit in utterly beneath her. She had meant to make her opinion known to everyone in the room but again her voice came out as a whisper.

“Of course, it would be much easier to fit in if you looked like monkeys. It would be really helpful if you could all grow some big monkey ears,” Allison grinned, her eyes quickly scanning the room before settling on the restless Doctor Ashby who sat with her arms crossed. Allison had to fake a cough to stop herself from laughing at the woman who was trying so hard to look serious whilst unknowingly growing a pair of enormous ears. Mia and Gabrielle could feel the growing ears parting their long hair and reached up to adjust themselves, unaware of the changes taking place. Only Bonnie remained unchanged. She looked at the girl in front of her, puzzled, were her ears that big a moment ago?

“Ahem,” Allison coughed and in unison the group stopped scratching and pawing at their ears to pay attention. “Big ears wouldn’t be enough to fit in though, would they? You really need a coat of brown fur like Hayley here,” Allison tapped the white board.

The gathering collectively shifted in their seats as a light tickling sensation ran across their skin. If they weren’t paying so much attention to Allison they would have noticed the fur poking out from beneath their collars and growing on the backs of their hands. At the back of the room, Bonnie could see the cheerleaders and academicians moving restlessly. Her eyes widen as she noticed the hairs on the hands and necks of the girls further down the row. Something was happening and Allison was the cause. She had to get out, now.

“Air-conditioning isn’t a luxury that monkeys have in the wild so if you are beginning to feel hot and itchy then just take off a layer of clothes,” the humid jungle air, combined with clothes and fur, was making almost everyone uncomfortable and so they didn’t hesitate to reach up and pull their shirts, T-shirts and tank tops off. Even Doctor Ashby was unbuttoning her blouse. Even the more reserved Gabrielle and Doctor Ashby dropped their skirt and trousers, stripping down to just their underwear but they weren’t the only ones embarrassed by their bodies anymore.

“What the hell is this?” Mia wanted to scream but didn’t dare draw attention to herself. She had unsightly hairs all over her beautiful body, only her face, breasts and toned abs were spared. All around, the group whispered and murmured, unable to raise their voices after Allison had told them to be quiet during the presentation but all were coming to the same realisation. “The slide show is turning everyone into monkeys!”

Mia had scoffed at the idea of doing whatever Allison demanded but she agreed because from what see could see everyone else did. Now, she wished she had followed her instincts and stayed quiet. Luckily for Bonnie, she hadn’t said a word and used the commotion to slip out of her chair and onto her knees.

“This is ludicrous. This can’t be happening. I must be dreaming. Right, Nick?” Colette asked turning to see her changing husband. She quickly reached for her purse and pulled out a mirror, gulping when she saw her own morphing face. Her glasses sat awkwardly on her big round ears and shrunken nose. Gone was her carefully crafted scientist persona, instead, she looked as goofy as a clown. “You damned kid. You can’t do this to me. It-it doesn’t even make sense!”

“Oh Doctor, we haven’t even gotten to the best part,” Allison turned to the gaggle of fear stricken cheerleaders and said, “It’s time for you girls to blossom. I didn’t name them big breasted bonobos for nothing! You need big bouncy boobs if your going to fit in.”

“Kyaa!” all around the women’s’ breasts were blooming into big soft beach balls. A bra strap snapped loudly and the most prudent girls hurried to remove their own undergarments but Colette and were too shy to bare their breasts in public. Soon they had no choice as their burgeoning boobs tore their bras apart, bursting forth in all their round, bouncy glory.

“Most danger is found on the ground. You need to be smaller and lighter if you’re going to climb well.”

Mia and Gabrielle desperately looked at each other as they shrank in their seats. No matter how much she wanted to, Mia’s bottom wouldn’t budge from her seat. Her feet didn’t even reach the floor now and she kicked them in the air helplessly. On the other side of Mia, Sandra sat with her panties around her ankles watching them slip off when her feet could no longer touch the floor.

“If you're going to climb like a monkey, you better grow long prehensile tails to keep your balance,” there was a lot of moaning as the audience shifted uncomfortably in their seats as tails started to emerge and push out poking out of jeans and shorts. Mia reached back and grabbed her long tail and could feel her firm hand grasping it, confirming that it really was part of her.

“This is kind of cool,” said Sandra next to her. She was always a little strange compared to the other cheerleaders but her creativity in choreographing their dance routines had kept her on the team. Now, Mia looked at her, revolted by what she was saying. This is the total opposite of cool! How am I going to start my modelling career now? Mia thought to herself. The idea of becoming a monkey made her stomach turn.

Even with her enlarged boobs spilling out from her crossed arms, and a long tail pushing her panties down, the snooty Doctor refused to give up her pride, “I’ll getaway and find a way to stop you. You may be able to turn these airhead cheerleaders into monkeys but you can’t do it to me.”

“Alright Colette. If you insist then you and your hubby are free to run along. If you can run with those enormous boobs of course. Yours are bigger than everyone elses’, after-all.”

Colette’s tits ballooned like a pair of inflating blimps, tipped with lurid pink circles, “Noo! Stop making a fool out of me”

“I’m not. I’m making a monkey out of you!” Alison laughed aloud at her own joke, “besides, your hubby seems pleased. Male bonobos have pretty strong libidos, I wonder how long it’ll be before your bent over humping like a couple of dirty animals?”

The Doctor turned to see her husband staring at her bountiful bosom with a wide chimp-like grin, “Nick! What are you doing?”

“His name isn’t Nick anymore. It’s Bobo and you’re a good monkey aren’t you, Bobo?”

‘Bobo’ nodded excitedly.

Allison chuckled and shook her head, “I swear men give in so easily. It’s almost as if they were monkeys to begin with! ”

Nick was masturbating furiously in front of everyone now. Doctor Ashby couldn’t believe her husband was doing something so crass and vulgar in public and was mortified at her husbands behaviour. “Nicky, what are you doing? Snap out of it, you’re not a monkey and your name isn’t Bobo!”

“Yes it is, and yours isn’t Collette. It’s… let’s see… How about Cocoa? Yeah, that’s it!”

“NO! I’m Doctor Cocoa, I mean, Doctor…” Colette started but she couldn’t remember any name other than ‘Cocoa’ so she growled at her tormentor, “Grrr! Stop this!”

“You can’t do this. I’m a respected doctor,” the once proud academic stamped her foot.

“Silly Cocoa. Monkeys can’t be doctors. You don’t even know the first thing about science or biology, do you? In fact, neither of you even have a full primary school education.”

Cocoa gasped as her vast intelligence fizzled and popped inside her head, leaving her with the most basic knowledge of letters and numbers. It dawned on her that even a five year old might know more than she did now. For Doctor Collette Ashby her intelligence was everything and she was proud of it, perhaps too proud, so being stripped of her knowledge was a massive blow to her huge ego. It defined her, it made her who she was, now she was no longer Doctor Collette Ashby, she was Cocoa the monkey and it was becoming difficult to accept anything else.

~

Outside, Bonnie was sleuthing around the camp trying to find any evidence that she could to expose. She knew she could just leave now, the jeep was right there and the keys were inside, but part of her was excited by the thought of revealing the bizarre transformation of her friends to the public. She just knew there had to be some kind of scientific evidence around and she was keen to find it.

What was it about the slideshow that caused everyone to start changing? Is there some kind of drug or virus triggered by it? Why didn’t I change? Just because I wasn’t listening? There has to be something! Bonnie wondered as she snuck out of one tent empty-handed. That was when she noticed the stack of animal cages and the lone creature inside that was looking increasingly familiar as she got closer.

“Hayley! It’s me, Bonnie,” she opened the cage to free the monkey she suspected had been her former cheerleading captain. Hayley recognised her friend immediately and leapt up at her to give her a hug. The shrunken monkey girl glomped Bonnie, shoving her rescuers face into her deep cleavage. Hayley was deceptively heavy because of her huge hooters and Bonnie tried to recoil from the glutenous globes out of embarrassment. Bonnie staggered, knocking her ankle against a tree root and toppled over backwards, “Oof! Come on Hayley get off me. We have to get out of here.”

The monkey girl “Oook’d” in agreement but before they could make a move, a shadow was cast over them.

“Uh-uh-uh,” came another familiar voice. Bonnie looked up to see a red-haired teenager looming above her. It was Julie, Allison’s sister. The angel faced teen squatted down and leaned against the tree that had tripped Bonnie. She gave it a quick look up and down as if assessing it and then smiled, apparently satisfied with its size and shape. She turned to Bonnie and flashed her smile.

“You’re not going anywhere sweetie,” Julie said and gently poked Bonnie’s nose the effect was instantaneous. Bonnie felt herself weakening, and as she shrank, the monkey girl pinning her got heavier and heavier. Soon, Hayley seemed to be growing even larger than Bonnie. At the same time, the relatively young tree grew taller and taller until it broke through the jungle canopy.

Bonnie struggled uselessly. She could feel Julie sapping her strength. She tried to push Julie’s hand away but the look of her own chubby paw shocked her. She no longer had slender feminine fingers with long nails but pudgy little digits and short soft arms with no tone or muscle definition at all.

“Whass habbening?” Bonnie asked but she knew the answer from the sound of her own voice even before Julie could answer.

“You’re getting younger.” Bonnie knew that, she could feel herself regressing and could see the tree sapping up her age.

~

Back inside, Allison was admiring her handiwork but her fellow classmates were less than pleased.

“Please, don’t do this to us. What did we do to deserve this?” Mia swallowed her pride and begged.

“You tried to keep me off the cheerleading team and the gym team! Just like Hayley did,” Allison argued, clearly aggravated by her mistreatment and bullying by the other cheerleaders.

The sycophantic Gabrielle spoke up next, “we just did what we were told. Please don’t turn us into monkeys.”

“I’ll tell you what. We’ll hold our own cheerleading try-outs. If you pass, I’ll turn you back and you can return to England and re-join the team. If not,” Allison shrugged, “you stay here in the forest as a monkey. I’ll even be nice and let ‘Doctor’ Cocoa here try out, as well.”

“But I never done cheerleading before,” Cocoa protested.

Allison snorted derisively, “Surely a smarty-pants doctor like you can do something as simple as cheerleading when even these ‘airhead teenagers’ can do it. That’s what you called them, right?”

Cocoa didn’t say a word but swallowed her pride and agreed to go along with it. In no time at all, a procession of three-foot monkey girls clambered out of the tent. As they left, Cocoa turned to look at her former husband. "Wh-what about Nick?"

Allison snorted and turned to look at the former scientist and husband bursting out into tears and laughter at what she saw. The former academic was furiously masturbating his oversized cock to the slideshow pictures of the original bare breasted and ample chested monkeygirl. "He looks perfectly happy 'spanking his monkey' for now but perhaps I'll let you have him back if you pass the trials."

Soon, Allison had them parade in front of her in a line. She loved the power she had over them, commanding them to twirl and dance on the spot. It amused her to see their boobs bounce energetically while she ordered them to do jumping jacksand other exercises. Sit-ups proved amusing as the cheerleaders and Cocoa often struggled to get up with the weight of their breasts pinning them down.

Mia found it mortifying. Even with her new tail, she couldn’t get her balance right. As she spun, her boobs swung in with her throwing her off balance. When she jumped her titanic tits threatened to hit her the face.

“Very good, girls. Now, as you know during of every cheer routine you need to spell out a name of your school or words to motivate the players using your bodies, so let’s try that, shall we? We’ll start with an easy one: I want you to spell out ‘monkey.’”

The girls nodded and lined up, leaving enough space between each other to move about. The clumsy Cocoa awkwardly tried to follow along.

First in line was Gabrielle. She stood spreading her legs in a wide arch and bent over reaching both arms down beneath her, her body forming an awkward ‘M’. Her breasts like heavy watermelons were weighing her down and it was a struggle to remain in the pose.

Sandra was next. She swiftly turned to her side sliding to her knees, leaned backwards and excitedly used her new tail to touch her head forming an “O”. Alison smiled, surprised and amused by Sandra’s’ creativity and apparent enjoyment at being half-monkey.

The third cheerleader formed an “N” by doing a half push-up with her feet in the air whilst girl number four posed as a “K” by standing up straight, taking one-step forward and raising her arms at an angle.

It was finally Cocoa’s turn and she was incredibly nervous. She had done presentations in front of hundreds of people so why was she nervous about spelling one letter of the word ‘monkey’ to an audience of one? She leaped into the air spreading her arms out into a “Y” shape but her enormous knockers lived up to the name, bouncing up and hitting her in the cheek sending her falling onto her bottom. Allison laughed aloud. Cocoa, once the brilliant doctor Colette Ashby, couldn’t even remember how to spell monkey.

“You spelt it wrong! You were supposed to do an ‘E’,” Mia, the last in line, screeched. She threw her pom-poms to the floor and jumped up and down, her breasts bouncing, angry and disappointed that she wouldn’t get her turn. Her tantrum made her look far more like a screeching monkey than a grown woman.

“Now, now Mia. Just remember that Cocoa is not as intelligent as you as she never finished primary school and most of her brains are in her tits!” Mia reluctant to concede still continued to screech and jump, her breasts still bouncing up and down. Allison looked at Mia, smiled and simply said, “You’re behaving like an animal,”

With just a few words Mia felt herself overwhelmed with animal instincts and she let her emotions run wild, knocking over chairs as she clambered toward the exit on hands and feet. The monkey girl climbed up a tree to sulk by herself, though it was a difficult task with her ample bust.

“Too bad,” Alison shrugged, “Now the only magazine she’ll be modelling for is animal planet!”

The other monkey girls remained in their poses, straining to stay in position. The weight of Gabrielle’s boobs was causing her, and her jiggly titties, to shake and wobble but so far she had remained in her ‘M’ pose.

The jealous and humiliated Mia watched from her perch on a branch. She knew she shouldn’t but the monkey in her wanted the others to fail so she plucked some berries from her tree and began tossing them at the girls. Instinctively, Gabrielle used her tail as a counterbalance as a torrent of berries splattered on her. The strain and distraction, became too much and she toppled over onto her cushiony chest. The other girls tumbled over shortly after, covered in sticky berry juice. Sandra was the only one who didn’t seem disappointed by their failure to hold what should have been a simple poses and instead happily licked herself clean and then began to scoop berries off of her companions.

At Alison’s command, the monkey girls tried to form a (sub)human pyramid but it disastrously collapsed in a pile of fur and boobs, much to Alison’s amusement. Both Alison and Mia laughed at the sight of Cocoa’s head popping out from beneath a pair of jiggling tits. The expression of disappointment on the former Doctors face was priceless and Mia was laughing so hard she almost fell out of her tree. Whilst the monkey girls clambered on top of one another, trying to untangle limbs and tails, Allison interrupted them.
“You girls must be hungry after all that monkeying around so my lovely sister Julie has prepared a lovely dinner for you all. Forget your table manners, go wild and just fill your monkey mouths.”

The troop of monkey girls turned to see Allison’s sister, Julie, standing beside a table stacked with a variety of fresh fruits, watermelons, oranges and bananas. While the sisters talked about ‘the one that got away’, the monkey girls mouths watered. Cocoa sloppily licked her lips before she bounded on her knuckles toward the feast racing to get there before the others.

Mia dived in and began messily stuffing her face. Part of her wanted to stop, worried about how much weight she would gain if she kept voraciously eating the way she was now but it wasn’t enough to pull her mouth away from the sliced watermelon she greedily chomped on.

The table was soon toppled over by the careless monkey girls and the fruits were strewn all across the ground. The girls paid no mind to the fact that they were eating off the forest floor, there insatiable appetites proving too much of a distraction. In their heads, they knew they shouldn’t be eating the way they were but they did not have any inkling about how they should be acting no matter how uncouth and disgraceful they knew they were being.

“You really look like monkey’s now,” Allison smirked, knowing what her words would do to her former bullies. As the once beautiful girls stuffed their faces their cheeks puffed out and jaws protruded further and further. There was scarcely any trace of humanity in them now though they still bore a passing resemblance to their former selves. If anyone had come upon the sight of the girls clambering over the fallen table and rummaging for food while screeching excitedly they would not have thought the girls had ever been anything but monkeys. They looked almost identical to Hayley now.

One by one the girls grew tired and slumped over, rested their heads in their large breasts or sprawled out on their backs. Their bellies were full and round and they were sticky with juice. Allison waited until they had all eaten their fill and then spoke.

“Okay, I have made my decision and I’m sure you’ll be pleased to know that, since you were all equally terrible at cheerleading, you’ll all be coming back to England,” Alison smiled. The girls stopped licking their fingers and scratching themselves for a moment to look up at her, hopefully.

“Does that mean?” Gabrielle asked, voice brimming with optimism and her head filling with thoughts of returning home back to her regular life, college and boyfriends.

“Yes! There’s plenty of room at the zoo for you all,” Allison laughed at the crestfallen Gabrielle, “And a troupe of dancing monkeys will really draw in the crowds.”

At once, the women turned apes began to protest. Some begged for another chance, others voiced their anger at the indignity and unfairness of it all but Allison wasn’t listening. Instead, she smiled and said, “Now, now. Monkeys don’t talk back. In fact, you don’t talk at all.”

The monkey girls screeched and wailed and babbled as their speech was taken from them, only able to babble in “ooks” and “aahhs” and other primitive noises.

~
Allison and Julie chuckled as they strolled up to the row of caged monkeys. Allison carried a much smaller Bonnie who only had a very faint resemblance to her former beautiful cheerleader self, though she resembled her old baby photos a little more. The sisters had given her a choice between becoming a monkey and taken back to Britain or being left all alone in the jungle as a baby. She didn’t fancy her chances of becoming the next Mowgli or Tarzan and so the former aspiring journalist was reduced to just another monkey, albeit, a much younger one.

“I can’t believe that baby Bonnie here thought it was the slideshow that was changing them. You know I caught her trying to find evidence for your ‘scientific research’? Silly baby should have just ran.” Julie giggled and tickled the baby’s chin.

“Thank goodness she didn’t or we could have been in some serious shit. You know we aren’t supposed to let anyone know about these powers, remember how much trouble you got in back in school?” Allison sad, more seriously.

“Yeah, yeah, but this all happened because you had to ‘invent’ a new species of monkey remember?” the younger sister said Allison mumbled her agreement before turning to address the nattering monkeys.

“Now girls. Say hello to the newest member of your tribe. She’s a growing girl and can’t feed herself so I expect you all to help out. You see, you monkeys have big bouncy breasts absolutely bursting with milk to feed their babies like Bonnie here.

The monkey girls whined as their breasts swelled with milk, pink nipples becoming sore and hard as droplets of milk formed at their tips. The sisters opened hayleys cage and passed her the baby monkey. Even with her reduced intelligence, the head cheerleader turned alpha female knew what to do and allowed baby Bonnie to suckle on her enormous boob.

“Bonnie might be the only baby now but I’m sure you’ll all be having plenty of babies in the future. You did agree to help this species to flourish and there isn’t a more hands on way than giving birth to some baby monkey’s yourselves! Look, Doctor Cocoa and her hubby are already starting!”

The smarmy Doctor Colette Ashby was on her knuckles with her butt in the air being roughly fucked from behind by her formerly spineless husband who now seemed to be the dominant one in their relationship.

"Judging by the way the way you're nattering and moaning, Cocoa, you seem to have taken a liking to the hands on approach for increasing the species' numbers, hmm?" asked an amused Allison who waited for a reply. There were no disparaging comments from the former academic like earlier and there would never be again, just a simple "Oook, Ook!"

Allison laughed and walked away, leaving the once brilliant scientists to hump away like the couple of dumb monkeys they were.

Description

Mia pouted as the 4x4 finally came to a halt. It was hot and humid and the tree canopy hid the sun which was what she had been looking forward to most on the trip. Instead of catching rays on a beach and building up a healthy tan she was going to spend most of her holidays traipsing around a jungle. It was not the holiday the cheerleader had expected and if she had known, she would have turned down the free trip.

Allison was waiting in the campsite and as soon as Mia stepped out of the car, Allison rushed over holding out her arms. Mia smiled and they hugged, Bonnie doing her best to hide how much she was hating the trip so far. It almost seemed like Allison had invited her and the other cheerleaders out of spite. Mia was sure Allison had done it to torture her. Sure, they were friends now but that hadn’t always been the case and she suspected that Allison might still hold a grudge.

Bonnie Buchanan was even more suspicious and it was her suspicions that led her to agree to go on the trip. None of it sat right with her, Allison suddenly becoming the best gymnast in college and even making it onto the cheerleading team, along with Hayley’s unexpected departure to go travelling. The former head cheerleader had gone so suddenly that it left Bonnie feeling uneasy. Still, she was an aspiring journalist so no matter how apprehensive Bonnie felt she had to get to the bottom of things and see if her hunch was correct.

There was no wi-fi or phone signal at the camp but the cheerleaders were surprised to find it had running water and electricity courtesy of a portable generator. This put bonnie on edge. Maybe she was being overly suspicious but she had a funny feeling that they had been brought into the wilderness, cut off from society, for some sinister purpose of Allison’s. She would soon find out if her suspicions were correct.

“Welcome, please take a seat,” Allison wiped her brow and sighed with relief. It had been difficult to make the arrangements, nearly too difficult, but it was almost over now. She watched anxiously as the group climbed out of the 4x4’s and entered the tent that was being used as a makeshift lecture hall. She was glad to see the five cheerleaders from college could make it. Allison was not sure they would come even with the idea of a free holiday to entice them.

Allison took up a position in front of a desk covered in paperwork. A desk lamp lit the tent and the projector next to it hummed away.

“Okay, welcome to your orientation.” Allison began, “As you know, you are here to help us with our research into the new species of monkey and to work to increase the population of this endangered species. “

“First things first; you’re in the jungle now and it can be very dangerous if you’re not careful. I need each of you to agree to listen and do whatever Mrs. Reynolds and I tell you to in order to adapt to this environment,” there were many nods around the room some more reluctant than others.

“I need you each to say it. If you can’t at least do that to show your commitment then you shouldn’t have bothered coming. So are you going to listen and do everything?” Allison waited expectantly, holding her breath.

A chorus of voices filled the tent and Allison sighed with relief. There was an almost universal agreement amongst the group but there came a loud tutting from one member of the audience. Doctor Colette Ashby was rolling her eyes, finding the whole thing to be condescending. She could hardly believe that she had to sit there whilst she was lectured by a girl nearly half her age and with a fraction of her experience, all because the little twerp had allegedly discovered the new species. Preposterous, she thought.

“This isn’t our first rodeo. My husband Nick and I have been studying animals in the wild for over ten years,” said Doctor Ashby, impatiently, her husband nodding along in agreement beside her.

Allison simply smiled and said, “Well, you are going to be taking a very hands-on approach that I doubt you’ve experienced before but, hopefully, you’ll be able help this endangered species to flourish so please humour me for the moment.”

“Fine. I agree.” the irritable Doctor said tersely and crossed her arms.

“Okay,” Allison said and switched the lamp off, happy that everyone had agreed to follow her commands. What she didn’t know was that her cheerleading frenemy, Bonnie had stayed silent, distrustfully watching Allison’s every move.

“I need you all to stay in your chairs and remain quiet throughout the slideshow.” Allison clicked a small remote and the whiteboard was lit up by a portable projector. An image of an odd cross between a woman and monkey flashed up and she was quite literally ‘flashing’. The monkey girl had a pair of rather womanly bare bosoms unlike any monkey the gathered crowd had seen before, which led to a few embarrassed giggles from a pair of cheerleaders in the front row, Bonnie however, was not laughing but staring intently at the monkey wondering why it looked so familiar. Doctor Ashby tutted once again, much louder than before, at the giggling teenagers in front of her which silenced them immediately.

“Good. Now, look at this slide. This is Hayley, the first big-breasted bonobo that we discovered.” Allison said, choosing to ignore a snide comment whispered by Doctor Ashby about Allison’s incompetence and bonobo’s not even being monkeys. Bonnie on the other hand gasped, shocked at what she was seeing and hearing, Hayley? That can’t be a coincidence.

Whilst Bonnie stared in disbelief, Allison continued on with her presentation. “Hayley is quite different to most other species of monkey and many things about her are a mystery. In order to get up close to and learn about monkeys like Hayley you are going to have to learn to fit in.”

“Ridiculous,” Doctor Ashby snapped again, finding the notion of foolishly trying to imitate a monkey to fit in utterly beneath her. She had meant to make her opinion known to everyone in the room but again her voice came out as a whisper.

“Of course, it would be much easier to fit in if you looked like monkeys. It would be really helpful if you could all grow some big monkey ears,” Allison grinned, her eyes quickly scanning the room before settling on the restless Doctor Ashby who sat with her arms crossed. Allison had to fake a cough to stop herself from laughing at the woman who was trying so hard to look serious whilst unknowingly growing a pair of enormous ears. Mia and Gabrielle could feel the growing ears parting their long hair and reached up to adjust themselves, unaware of the changes taking place. Only Bonnie remained unchanged. She looked at the girl in front of her, puzzled, were her ears that big a moment ago?

“Ahem,” Allison coughed and in unison the group stopped scratching and pawing at their ears to pay attention. “Big ears wouldn’t be enough to fit in though, would they? You really need a coat of brown fur like Hayley here,” Allison tapped the white board.

The gathering collectively shifted in their seats as a light tickling sensation ran across their skin. If they weren’t paying so much attention to Allison they would have noticed the fur poking out from beneath their collars and growing on the backs of their hands. At the back of the room, Bonnie could see the cheerleaders and academicians moving restlessly. Her eyes widen as she noticed the hairs on the hands and necks of the girls further down the row. Something was happening and Allison was the cause. She had to get out, now.

“Air-conditioning isn’t a luxury that monkeys have in the wild so if you are beginning to feel hot and itchy then just take off a layer of clothes,” the humid jungle air, combined with clothes and fur, was making almost everyone uncomfortable and so they didn’t hesitate to reach up and pull their shirts, T-shirts and tank tops off. Even Doctor Ashby was unbuttoning her blouse. Even the more reserved Gabrielle and Doctor Ashby dropped their skirt and trousers, stripping down to just their underwear but they weren’t the only ones embarrassed by their bodies anymore.

“What the hell is this?” Mia wanted to scream but didn’t dare draw attention to herself. She had unsightly hairs all over her beautiful body, only her face, breasts and toned abs were spared. All around, the group whispered and murmured, unable to raise their voices after Allison had told them to be quiet during the presentation but all were coming to the same realisation. “The slide show is turning everyone into monkeys!”

Mia had scoffed at the idea of doing whatever Allison demanded but she agreed because from what see could see everyone else did. Now, she wished she had followed her instincts and stayed quiet. Luckily for Bonnie, she hadn’t said a word and used the commotion to slip out of her chair and onto her knees.

“This is ludicrous. This can’t be happening. I must be dreaming. Right, Nick?” Colette asked turning to see her changing husband. She quickly reached for her purse and pulled out a mirror, gulping when she saw her own morphing face. Her glasses sat awkwardly on her big round ears and shrunken nose. Gone was her carefully crafted scientist persona, instead, she looked as goofy as a clown. “You damned kid. You can’t do this to me. It-it doesn’t even make sense!”

“Oh Doctor, we haven’t even gotten to the best part,” Allison turned to the gaggle of fear stricken cheerleaders and said, “It’s time for you girls to blossom. I didn’t name them big breasted bonobos for nothing! You need big bouncy boobs if your going to fit in.”

“Kyaa!” all around the women’s’ breasts were blooming into big soft beach balls. A bra strap snapped loudly and the most prudent girls hurried to remove their own undergarments but Colette and were too shy to bare their breasts in public. Soon they had no choice as their burgeoning boobs tore their bras apart, bursting forth in all their round, bouncy glory.

“Most danger is found on the ground. You need to be smaller and lighter if you’re going to climb well.”

Mia and Gabrielle desperately looked at each other as they shrank in their seats. No matter how much she wanted to, Mia’s bottom wouldn’t budge from her seat. Her feet didn’t even reach the floor now and she kicked them in the air helplessly. On the other side of Mia, Sandra sat with her panties around her ankles watching them slip off when her feet could no longer touch the floor.

“If you're going to climb like a monkey, you better grow long prehensile tails to keep your balance,” there was a lot of moaning as the audience shifted uncomfortably in their seats as tails started to emerge and push out poking out of jeans and shorts. Mia reached back and grabbed her long tail and could feel her firm hand grasping it, confirming that it really was part of her.

“This is kind of cool,” said Sandra next to her. She was always a little strange compared to the other cheerleaders but her creativity in choreographing their dance routines had kept her on the team. Now, Mia looked at her, revolted by what she was saying. This is the total opposite of cool! How am I going to start my modelling career now? Mia thought to herself. The idea of becoming a monkey made her stomach turn.

Even with her enlarged boobs spilling out from her crossed arms, and a long tail pushing her panties down, the snooty Doctor refused to give up her pride, “I’ll getaway and find a way to stop you. You may be able to turn these airhead cheerleaders into monkeys but you can’t do it to me.”

“Alright Colette. If you insist then you and your hubby are free to run along. If you can run with those enormous boobs of course. Yours are bigger than everyone elses’, after-all.”

Colette’s tits ballooned like a pair of inflating blimps, tipped with lurid pink circles, “Noo! Stop making a fool out of me”

“I’m not. I’m making a monkey out of you!” Alison laughed aloud at her own joke, “besides, your hubby seems pleased. Male bonobos have pretty strong libidos, I wonder how long it’ll be before your bent over humping like a couple of dirty animals?”

The Doctor turned to see her husband staring at her bountiful bosom with a wide chimp-like grin, “Nick! What are you doing?”

“His name isn’t Nick anymore. It’s Bobo and you’re a good monkey aren’t you, Bobo?”

‘Bobo’ nodded excitedly.

Allison chuckled and shook her head, “I swear men give in so easily. It’s almost as if they were monkeys to begin with! ”

Nick was masturbating furiously in front of everyone now. Doctor Ashby couldn’t believe her husband was doing something so crass and vulgar in public and was mortified at her husbands behaviour. “Nicky, what are you doing? Snap out of it, you’re not a monkey and your name isn’t Bobo!”

“Yes it is, and yours isn’t Collette. It’s… let’s see… How about Cocoa? Yeah, that’s it!”

“NO! I’m Doctor Cocoa, I mean, Doctor…” Colette started but she couldn’t remember any name other than ‘Cocoa’ so she growled at her tormentor, “Grrr! Stop this!”

“You can’t do this. I’m a respected doctor,” the once proud academic stamped her foot.

“Silly Cocoa. Monkeys can’t be doctors. You don’t even know the first thing about science or biology, do you? In fact, neither of you even have a full primary school education.”

Cocoa gasped as her vast intelligence fizzled and popped inside her head, leaving her with the most basic knowledge of letters and numbers. It dawned on her that even a five year old might know more than she did now. For Doctor Collette Ashby her intelligence was everything and she was proud of it, perhaps too proud, so being stripped of her knowledge was a massive blow to her huge ego. It defined her, it made her who she was, now she was no longer Doctor Collette Ashby, she was Cocoa the monkey and it was becoming difficult to accept anything else.

~

Outside, Bonnie was sleuthing around the camp trying to find any evidence that she could to expose. She knew she could just leave now, the jeep was right there and the keys were inside, but part of her was excited by the thought of revealing the bizarre transformation of her friends to the public. She just knew there had to be some kind of scientific evidence around and she was keen to find it.

What was it about the slideshow that caused everyone to start changing? Is there some kind of drug or virus triggered by it? Why didn’t I change? Just because I wasn’t listening? There has to be something! Bonnie wondered as she snuck out of one tent empty-handed. That was when she noticed the stack of animal cages and the lone creature inside that was looking increasingly familiar as she got closer.

“Hayley! It’s me, Bonnie,” she opened the cage to free the monkey she suspected had been her former cheerleading captain. Hayley recognised her friend immediately and leapt up at her to give her a hug. The shrunken monkey girl glomped Bonnie, shoving her rescuers face into her deep cleavage. Hayley was deceptively heavy because of her huge hooters and Bonnie tried to recoil from the glutenous globes out of embarrassment. Bonnie staggered, knocking her ankle against a tree root and toppled over backwards, “Oof! Come on Hayley get off me. We have to get out of here.”

The monkey girl “Oook’d” in agreement but before they could make a move, a shadow was cast over them.

“Uh-uh-uh,” came another familiar voice. Bonnie looked up to see a red-haired teenager looming above her. It was Julie, Allison’s sister. The angel faced teen squatted down and leaned against the tree that had tripped Bonnie. She gave it a quick look up and down as if assessing it and then smiled, apparently satisfied with its size and shape. She turned to Bonnie and flashed her smile.

“You’re not going anywhere sweetie,” Julie said and gently poked Bonnie’s nose the effect was instantaneous. Bonnie felt herself weakening, and as she shrank, the monkey girl pinning her got heavier and heavier. Soon, Hayley seemed to be growing even larger than Bonnie. At the same time, the relatively young tree grew taller and taller until it broke through the jungle canopy.

Bonnie struggled uselessly. She could feel Julie sapping her strength. She tried to push Julie’s hand away but the look of her own chubby paw shocked her. She no longer had slender feminine fingers with long nails but pudgy little digits and short soft arms with no tone or muscle definition at all.

“Whass habbening?” Bonnie asked but she knew the answer from the sound of her own voice even before Julie could answer.

“You’re getting younger.” Bonnie knew that, she could feel herself regressing and could see the tree sapping up her age.

~

Back inside, Allison was admiring her handiwork but her fellow classmates were less than pleased.

“Please, don’t do this to us. What did we do to deserve this?” Mia swallowed her pride and begged.

“You tried to keep me off the cheerleading team and the gym team! Just like Hayley did,” Allison argued, clearly aggravated by her mistreatment and bullying by the other cheerleaders.

The sycophantic Gabrielle spoke up next, “we just did what we were told. Please don’t turn us into monkeys.”

“I’ll tell you what. We’ll hold our own cheerleading try-outs. If you pass, I’ll turn you back and you can return to England and re-join the team. If not,” Allison shrugged, “you stay here in the forest as a monkey. I’ll even be nice and let ‘Doctor’ Cocoa here try out, as well.”

“But I never done cheerleading before,” Cocoa protested.

Allison snorted derisively, “Surely a smarty-pants doctor like you can do something as simple as cheerleading when even these ‘airhead teenagers’ can do it. That’s what you called them, right?”

Cocoa didn’t say a word but swallowed her pride and agreed to go along with it. In no time at all, a procession of three-foot monkey girls clambered out of the tent. As they left, Cocoa turned to look at her former husband. "Wh-what about Nick?"

Allison snorted and turned to look at the former scientist and husband bursting out into tears and laughter at what she saw. The former academic was furiously masturbating his oversized cock to the slideshow pictures of the original bare breasted and ample chested monkeygirl. "He looks perfectly happy 'spanking his monkey' for now but perhaps I'll let you have him back if you pass the trials."

Soon, Allison had them parade in front of her in a line. She loved the power she had over them, commanding them to twirl and dance on the spot. It amused her to see their boobs bounce energetically while she ordered them to do jumping jacksand other exercises. Sit-ups proved amusing as the cheerleaders and Cocoa often struggled to get up with the weight of their breasts pinning them down.

Mia found it mortifying. Even with her new tail, she couldn’t get her balance right. As she spun, her boobs swung in with her throwing her off balance. When she jumped her titanic tits threatened to hit her the face.

“Very good, girls. Now, as you know during of every cheer routine you need to spell out a name of your school or words to motivate the players using your bodies, so let’s try that, shall we? We’ll start with an easy one: I want you to spell out ‘monkey.’”

The girls nodded and lined up, leaving enough space between each other to move about. The clumsy Cocoa awkwardly tried to follow along.

First in line was Gabrielle. She stood spreading her legs in a wide arch and bent over reaching both arms down beneath her, her body forming an awkward ‘M’. Her breasts like heavy watermelons were weighing her down and it was a struggle to remain in the pose.

Sandra was next. She swiftly turned to her side sliding to her knees, leaned backwards and excitedly used her new tail to touch her head forming an “O”. Alison smiled, surprised and amused by Sandra’s’ creativity and apparent enjoyment at being half-monkey.

The third cheerleader formed an “N” by doing a half push-up with her feet in the air whilst girl number four posed as a “K” by standing up straight, taking one-step forward and raising her arms at an angle.

It was finally Cocoa’s turn and she was incredibly nervous. She had done presentations in front of hundreds of people so why was she nervous about spelling one letter of the word ‘monkey’ to an audience of one? She leaped into the air spreading her arms out into a “Y” shape but her enormous knockers lived up to the name, bouncing up and hitting her in the cheek sending her falling onto her bottom. Allison laughed aloud. Cocoa, once the brilliant doctor Colette Ashby, couldn’t even remember how to spell monkey.

“You spelt it wrong! You were supposed to do an ‘E’,” Mia, the last in line, screeched. She threw her pom-poms to the floor and jumped up and down, her breasts bouncing, angry and disappointed that she wouldn’t get her turn. Her tantrum made her look far more like a screeching monkey than a grown woman.

“Now, now Mia. Just remember that Cocoa is not as intelligent as you as she never finished primary school and most of her brains are in her tits!” Mia reluctant to concede still continued to screech and jump, her breasts still bouncing up and down. Allison looked at Mia, smiled and simply said, “You’re behaving like an animal,”

With just a few words Mia felt herself overwhelmed with animal instincts and she let her emotions run wild, knocking over chairs as she clambered toward the exit on hands and feet. The monkey girl climbed up a tree to sulk by herself, though it was a difficult task with her ample bust.

“Too bad,” Alison shrugged, “Now the only magazine she’ll be modelling for is animal planet!”

The other monkey girls remained in their poses, straining to stay in position. The weight of Gabrielle’s boobs was causing her, and her jiggly titties, to shake and wobble but so far she had remained in her ‘M’ pose.

The jealous and humiliated Mia watched from her perch on a branch. She knew she shouldn’t but the monkey in her wanted the others to fail so she plucked some berries from her tree and began tossing them at the girls. Instinctively, Gabrielle used her tail as a counterbalance as a torrent of berries splattered on her. The strain and distraction, became too much and she toppled over onto her cushiony chest. The other girls tumbled over shortly after, covered in sticky berry juice. Sandra was the only one who didn’t seem disappointed by their failure to hold what should have been a simple poses and instead happily licked herself clean and then began to scoop berries off of her companions.

At Alison’s command, the monkey girls tried to form a (sub)human pyramid but it disastrously collapsed in a pile of fur and boobs, much to Alison’s amusement. Both Alison and Mia laughed at the sight of Cocoa’s head popping out from beneath a pair of jiggling tits. The expression of disappointment on the former Doctors face was priceless and Mia was laughing so hard she almost fell out of her tree. Whilst the monkey girls clambered on top of one another, trying to untangle limbs and tails, Allison interrupted them.
“You girls must be hungry after all that monkeying around so my lovely sister Julie has prepared a lovely dinner for you all. Forget your table manners, go wild and just fill your monkey mouths.”

The troop of monkey girls turned to see Allison’s sister, Julie, standing beside a table stacked with a variety of fresh fruits, watermelons, oranges and bananas. While the sisters talked about ‘the one that got away’, the monkey girls mouths watered. Cocoa sloppily licked her lips before she bounded on her knuckles toward the feast racing to get there before the others.

Mia dived in and began messily stuffing her face. Part of her wanted to stop, worried about how much weight she would gain if she kept voraciously eating the way she was now but it wasn’t enough to pull her mouth away from the sliced watermelon she greedily chomped on.

The table was soon toppled over by the careless monkey girls and the fruits were strewn all across the ground. The girls paid no mind to the fact that they were eating off the forest floor, there insatiable appetites proving too much of a distraction. In their heads, they knew they shouldn’t be eating the way they were but they did not have any inkling about how they should be acting no matter how uncouth and disgraceful they knew they were being.

“You really look like monkey’s now,” Allison smirked, knowing what her words would do to her former bullies. As the once beautiful girls stuffed their faces their cheeks puffed out and jaws protruded further and further. There was scarcely any trace of humanity in them now though they still bore a passing resemblance to their former selves. If anyone had come upon the sight of the girls clambering over the fallen table and rummaging for food while screeching excitedly they would not have thought the girls had ever been anything but monkeys. They looked almost identical to Hayley now.

One by one the girls grew tired and slumped over, rested their heads in their large breasts or sprawled out on their backs. Their bellies were full and round and they were sticky with juice. Allison waited until they had all eaten their fill and then spoke.

“Okay, I have made my decision and I’m sure you’ll be pleased to know that, since you were all equally terrible at cheerleading, you’ll all be coming back to England,” Alison smiled. The girls stopped licking their fingers and scratching themselves for a moment to look up at her, hopefully.

“Does that mean?” Gabrielle asked, voice brimming with optimism and her head filling with thoughts of returning home back to her regular life, college and boyfriends.

“Yes! There’s plenty of room at the zoo for you all,” Allison laughed at the crestfallen Gabrielle, “And a troupe of dancing monkeys will really draw in the crowds.”

At once, the women turned apes began to protest. Some begged for another chance, others voiced their anger at the indignity and unfairness of it all but Allison wasn’t listening. Instead, she smiled and said, “Now, now. Monkeys don’t talk back. In fact, you don’t talk at all.”

The monkey girls screeched and wailed and babbled as their speech was taken from them, only able to babble in “ooks” and “aahhs” and other primitive noises.

~
Allison and Julie chuckled as they strolled up to the row of caged monkeys. Allison carried a much smaller Bonnie who only had a very faint resemblance to her former beautiful cheerleader self, though she resembled her old baby photos a little more. The sisters had given her a choice between becoming a monkey and taken back to Britain or being left all alone in the jungle as a baby. She didn’t fancy her chances of becoming the next Mowgli or Tarzan and so the former aspiring journalist was reduced to just another monkey, albeit, a much younger one.

“I can’t believe that baby Bonnie here thought it was the slideshow that was changing them. You know I caught her trying to find evidence for your ‘scientific research’? Silly baby should have just ran.” Julie giggled and tickled the baby’s chin.

“Thank goodness she didn’t or we could have been in some serious shit. You know we aren’t supposed to let anyone know about these powers, remember how much trouble you got in back in school?” Allison sad, more seriously.

“Yeah, yeah, but this all happened because you had to ‘invent’ a new species of monkey remember?” the younger sister said Allison mumbled her agreement before turning to address the nattering monkeys.

“Now girls. Say hello to the newest member of your tribe. She’s a growing girl and can’t feed herself so I expect you all to help out. You see, you monkeys have big bouncy breasts absolutely bursting with milk to feed their babies like Bonnie here.

The monkey girls whined as their breasts swelled with milk, pink nipples becoming sore and hard as droplets of milk formed at their tips. The sisters opened hayleys cage and passed her the baby monkey. Even with her reduced intelligence, the head cheerleader turned alpha female knew what to do and allowed baby Bonnie to suckle on her enormous boob.

“Bonnie might be the only baby now but I’m sure you’ll all be having plenty of babies in the future. You did agree to help this species to flourish and there isn’t a more hands on way than giving birth to some baby monkey’s yourselves! Look, Doctor Cocoa and her hubby are already starting!”

The smarmy Doctor Colette Ashby was on her knuckles with her butt in the air being roughly fucked from behind by her formerly spineless husband who now seemed to be the dominant one in their relationship.

"Judging by the way the way you're nattering and moaning, Cocoa, you seem to have taken a liking to the hands on approach for increasing the species' numbers, hmm?" asked an amused Allison who waited for a reply. There were no disparaging comments from the former academic like earlier and there would never be again, just a simple "Oook, Ook!"

Allison laughed and walked away, leaving the once brilliant scientists to hump away like the couple of dumb monkeys they were.