Jeff looked at his dad, he now looked like he was in his late 20s early 30's, and could be one of the classic dads portrayed in commercials with 2 kids under 6, advertising an allergy medication or something. "Dad, you're so young?"
His look was of equal astonishment, "Jeff, you're so old!"
The pair headed to the bathroom to assess the damage. Jeff saw his normal 25 year old self but instead of his average build he was now ripped, fully embodying a stripper physique and his tool belt and pants were tear away props. Upon describing this, Mike scoffed, "Of course those are props, that's your work outfit for your porn shoot later today. But you're supposed to be 16, not 25!" Jeff reeled from that but pointed out that he couldn't expose himself or have sex for money if he was under 18 making Mike take a step back from the obvious disparity...
Jeff then pointed out Mike's much younger, trimmer, appearance, which Mike dismissed as normal until Jeff pointed out that he would have had to start the family at 14 even if Jeff were a 16 year old and they started to piece together how the changes worked.
Jeff went back to his room deftly stepping over and around the shit piles much to Mikes horror and disgust. Mike couldn't bring himself to enter the room but Jeff was unfazed as though it was perfectly normal to live in such filth. Jeff accessed the Chronivac program he had reinstalled, it immediately screamed about the unauthorized access from a 3rd party package.
Playing with the program, Jeff was able to disconnect the emitter from the FluffyFifi package and block further access. Jeff was also able to program the removal of the FluffyFifi manifestation which the program said it completed a moment or two after it complained that the subject wasn't within range.
Jeff got to work fixing his room reverting his bed and making his overhead shelving unit not invoke nightmares of dying by shelving unit decapitation. His desk was replaced with something similar to what he remembered having. "There, that takes care of the room." Jeff said with a smile.
"Uhhh, No?" His dad chimed in horrified at the dirty clothes, dishes, and piles of poo covering everything.
"What? This is what my room always looks like..." Jeff realized he didn't alter reality to match, leaving his dad with the reality Fifi made, of course his dad thinks this is weird. Jeff checked the box and his dad shook his head, now seeing the decor as normal...
Thankfully the state of the room wasn't modified with the decor, otherwise the filth would become accepted by Mike as normal and left unaddressed. But Mike was able to call out the remaining issues of the room before moving on.
Jeff opened their profiles and Mike was behind him now that the room's state wasn't repelling him from entering and the space wasn't overtaken by a queen bed.
Accessing the profiles there was no backups of their original forms or mentalities leaving the pair with incomplete pictures of themselves and each other. What's more, they would have to alter reality for themselves as well as everyone else to get back to normal meaning if anything was missed, added behind the other's back, or selected in error, it would then be the new normal for everyone.
Jeff didn't particularly want to go back to high school as a 16 year old but he also didn't love the idea of working as a porn star and having not finished his high school education he didn't have many marketable traits. Jeff could keep the extra large package and probably some of the physique too if he wanted. He is the only one who knows what he had and reducing his age would just give him a younger version of a muscular physique and huge package, not return him to average.
Jeff and his dad are just 5 years apart in age, he just needed to up his dad's age to late 40's and he probably doesn't love the idea of that. However, Jeff needs his dad to review everything in his profile including mentally, which means trusting his dad completely with his whole profile not just one trait...