Mike had already read the manual, he knew exactly how to do everything he wanted to do.
"I think I'd like to... here let me have a look." Mike said playing dumb.
Jeff popped out of his computer chair and Mike sat down. Quickly he clicked his profile and made his changes setting awareness to nobody but him, then he set what will trigger the changes. Deftly he did the same to Jeff's profile and muted the system speakers. Clicking okay, he felt a small shiver but nothing more.
After closing both his and Jeff's profile he unmuted the sound. "Hey Jeff, maybe later we can find something fun to do together with this, but the games about to start and I didn't think the system would be so complex... I appreciate you sharing this with me, reach into the box."
Jeff opened the box where his dad had put two beers. Jeff reached in and grabbed them handing them both to his dad. Mike opened one, then set it down and opened the other handing it to Jeff. "I was about your age when my dad shared his first beer with me. It's kind of a right of passage."
Jeff grabbed the beer and was awash with nervousness and excitement. He had never tasted beer before. He took a swig and cringed, it wasn't like juice, water, milk, or pop which pretty much summed up every beverage he ever had. It was strong and bubbly, but something else...
Mike watched Jeff's reaction and laughed, "I guess its safe to say you haven't been stealing my beer. Thanks for that. Don't worry, you'll enjoy it, and coffee too. But you gotta keep tasting it to get used to it."
Jeff listened to his father and took a big mouthful. He was unaware of Mike's regression with every sip Mike took and equally unaware that he was progressing with each sip he took.
Mike had planned this after reading the manual and tried not to gawk as Jeff's clothes changed as he grew and a goatee began to form. "Jeff, you're becoming a man now and with that comes a number of responsibilities and freedoms. This house doesn't run itself and is going to need you to step up and give it the elbow grease it needs to keep things going smoothly."
Jeff knocked the bottle back and easily took two giant swigs. His body rapidly developed and built muscle, where previously he was just starting to get out of the build of a child and look like a teen. Mike had been keeping pace with him and now appeared to be a man in his mid to late 20s, down from mid 40's.
Jeff, noticing nothing different, said, "I hear you loud and clear dad. Ill make you proud of me and take good care of this place."
Mike smiled, "I know you will son." They clinked their bottles and each finished off their last bit. Both finished their changes. Mike is now 21 and unemployed. Jeff is now 21, has the job Mike did, and now feels personally responsible for the care-taking of the house and family... even though Mike owns the house and is still the father.
Mike smiled and took the empty beer bottle out of his son's hands to throw away as went down to the game, he now has more freedom than his son even had because being 21 means he doesn't have high school to worry about. Mike sat down in front of the game with his beer, a few minutes later Jeff began mowing the lawn, after taking out the trash, and later today Jeff has a conference call he needs to get on for work, and bills need to be taken to the post office...
Mike's smile widened as he felt a new level of relaxation... or maybe it was a really old and long forgotten level of relaxation.