Mark decided to remain in his sister Jennifer's body, at least for today. This would give him a chance to still attend school and not miss class, since the real Jennifer (in Mark's body) would be going to school, taking his tests, and doing his homework for him, completely oblivious to the fact that she wasn't really a fifteen year old boy. But Mark, in Jennifer's body, could fake an illness, stay home all day, and experiment further with this technological wonder from the future he had been given. Leaving the bathroom, Mark walked down the hall and told his mom he didn't feel well and wanted to stay home sick today. Fortunately, Jennifer had a sterling reputation for honesty and mom easily believed Mark's story. While the rest of the family headed off to work and school, Mark went off to his sister's bedroom. Before the family left, he had to put on Jennifer's pajamas and crawl back into her bed as part of his ruse. That felt pretty weird: taking off his sister's clothes and seeing her body while wearing nothing but her panties and bra. Mark quickly pulled Jennifer's pajamas from last night out of her pile of dirty clothes, and he put on her pink pajama pants and matching top as quickly as he could. It also felt pretty strange, crawling into his sister's bed and laying there on her pillow with her sheets and blanket over him. The bed was still warm from the real Jennifer having been laying there all night. But as far as the rest of Mark's family was concerned, he was the real Jennifer now. Reality had been changed so that she now believed she had always been Mark and he had always been her.
After Mark was thoroughly convinced the family had left, he crept out of his sister's bed and got out the remote control given to him from the future. He had about eight hours before anyone in the family would return. Although it was odd having boobs and long hair (and no longer having a penis), Mark enjoyed the freedom of being older. And he knew he could easily change himself back to normal at any time he wanted. So he resolved to make the most of his time. He held the futuristic technological remote control in his now smaller hands and looked it over, wondering which button he should try out next. It seemed a little embarrassing to Mark now looking at his feminine hands with their lavender colored nails. He tapped one of his nails against the hard exterior shell of the thin device and contemplated what to try doing next.