Why not both?

Logan was bathed in multicolored light emanating from his clenched fist. The Reality and Mind Stones glowed the brightest, with the Power Stone fueling the changes and the Time Stone keeping the rest of the crowd at bay. He first reprogrammed the brains of all potential interlopers to make it so no one would interfere with his machinations when he reanimated time.

Lauren was his first target. A red light enveloped and change her. Lauren Cohan's breasts grew slightly, leaving her with a jiggly set of DD's. Her hips and ass expanded. Her hair braided into a long pair of pigtails. Her British accent disappeared and was replaced with a higher pitched version of Maggie Greene's southern drawl. Her legs lengthened and her body firmed and toned all over. When the red light faded, it was replaced with yellow. Her mind was manipulated and changed. Instead of aspiring to be a successful actress, Lauren just wanted to be a traditional, southern housewife. Rather than working hard to improve her craft, she would instead focus her efforts on improving her domestic skills; becoming better at cooking, cleaning, child rearing, and of course pleasuring her partners. Lauren drifted away from the group in search of a big, strong, southern man to pump her full of babies.

Christian was next. Her breasts inflated to a massive, obviously fake pair of F-cups. Her ass and hips grew until she had a backside that would make a Kardashian envious. Her skin darkened slightly, her lips plumped, and her makeup now resembled the cheapest of hookers. Her Hispanic accent became more pronounced. She was not a stereotypical Latina street whore. Gone was the beautiful actress, and in her place stood what looked like a pornographic parody. Her shirt shrunk and reformed into a tight crop top that clearly showed her erect, pierced nipples. Her pants became a short, fake leather skirt that barely hung past her exposed, pierced pussy. And her sensible shoes were now knee-height hooker boots with eight inch heels. Christian walked away too look for a street corner to hustle on.

Emily Kinney was the last. Logan wasn't sure why, but he'd always wanted to fuck Beth Greene. She wasn't the prettiest actress on the show, and her boyish curves paled in comparison to the other female cast members. But there was just something about her that made his dick hard. Emily felt a warmth spread over her body as the red light pulsed around her. Her small breasts quickly shredded her T-shirt as her new EE's flopped free. She grew even shorter and thinner everywhere except for her hips. They filled out slightly as the rest of her body firmed and tightened. Emily felt the sensation increase in her crotch as her pussy gained sensitivity. Logan also changed her nether region so her cunt would regenerate constantly, making Emily a virgin every single time she got fucked. He did the same to her anus.

Emily's clothes reformed into what a stripper would wear for a Catholic girl's school uniform. The tight blouse was tied just beneath her braless tits, and a plaid skirt showed the bottom of her enhanced ass. Knee-high, white socks formed around her legs, and a pair of paten leather shoes appeared on her feet.

Emily no longer cared about finding success as an actress or musician. Instead, she was a slutty school girl in search of a daddy. And the man in front of her with the golden glove looked like the perfect place to start.

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Meanwhile....

Iman Vellani could not possibly be more excited. She rematerialized right in front of Brie Larson. Her fictional and real hero. Brie was frozen with a look of shock locked in on her face. Her body was clad in a bikini as Iman had found her just getting out of her swimming pool.

The newly minted genie knew that she was supposed to collect actresses for her Master, but he'd also given her the freedom to live out her fantasies along the way. Messing with the Hemsworths had been her reward for loyal service. But her Master must have known how she felt about the Captain Marvel actress.

Iman couldn't wait to add a new member to her Master's harem, but she couldn't pass up the opportunity to enjoy herself first.

She gushed internally at the thought of merely being in Brie's presence, but she worked through her awe. Iman gathered her thoughts and desires into a spell, closed her eyes, crossed her arms, and nodded her head.

Brie Larson's frozen, terrified form was surrounded in pink smoke....