Danny didn't really know a lot about Victoria, besides the few classes they took together. Just that she was a cheerleader, and now surpassing being simply hot. She was already quite popular, and usually displayed the behavior fitting to her social status towards Danny. On the few occasions that they had had the chance to chat in private, they very quickly reverted to small talk about things like the weather or homework. All in all, Danny wasn't really interested in Victoria, but he had always found her to be very sexy. Looking at the new Victoria, he realized a few mental tweaks had to be done as well. He fixated on her mind, and went to work.
He added a few bizarre quirks to her persona, harmless things, just for laughs. Every time the microwave would ring, she'd feel the compelling need to smack her lips. Every time she made eye contact with someone, anyone, she'd compulsively wink. As Danny was working on her, he got more than a little aroused, and the quirks he added became more and more of a sexual nature. Even though he knew she was straight, she'd be increasingly aroused whenever she would see a scarcely clad or naked woman. The sight of a dick would make her uncontrollably horny, to the point where she would go into a sex frenzy until she would have had enough. Finally, he added himself to her mind, or at least a little copy of him, placed somewhere in the wings of her Cartesian theater and gave her a modicum of affection for this tiny copy of himself. Now, she had no choice but to keep him into account with everything she did. Every choice she made, every word she spoke, all of it went by Danny's little copy.
"Uhm" She spoke up. Danny, completely oblivious to the fact that he was still standing in her living room, crashed back into the here and now. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not sure what I was doing here. I'll go..." Her eyes widened momentarily. "No! No, you don't have to go." She added apologetically "I'd like it if you stay here for a little while longer."