Of course Staci couldn’t read, but if she could she would find that the changes were set to last the duration of a month, though the timers aren’t always reliable and they can be easily tampered with. Staci still sat in her chair, a fine layer of drool forming on her chin. She didn’t have a single thought in her head. Staci’s finger brushed against her wet pussy, which made her moan loudly. It was like her sex drive was turned up to eleven. A small spurt came out of her vagina. Staci just sat there, drooling. Occasionally moaning whenever her finger brushed by her shaved vagina, or whenever her hair brushed against her erect nipples. This was a little far for mental changes, but anything for her fans... right? Staci didn’t even remember she was streaming. Was she streaming?