Looks into the world

Mark smiled back at Jo and grabbed a t shirt from his drawer. It fit great.

"Dude," Joe said, "What'd you do to the room?"

Mark looked around and noticed that not only did he have no clothes on the floor, but his bed was made and his textbooks were lined up on a shelf. Hmmm. "New and improved me."

So his genie could do extras, sometimes? That’s thoughtful.

He looked at Jo. He thought of her pale, puffy nipples, tight abdomen, and the hooped belly button ring. He looked at her hand, clenched in Joe's, and he thought of those fingers jamming into her own slit, probing his ass, clawing his face. He thought of the good and bad memories that didn't apparently exist. He had to remember to ask the old guy what happened to that other world once he'd taken a do over.

"I gotta go," Mark said, suddenly needing some fresh air.

Mark ran out the door, down the hall, and outside onto the quad. It was a different world. Brighter. He could smell the springtime. He wandered across the quad, wondering what he should do next.