Why not both?

Petros tried to forget about his unpleasant experience during his walk to lunch. The delicious deli sandwich had helped calm his nerves, and the rest of his work day was pleasant. He still felt guilty for cursing the young woman from earlier, but she had brought it on herself. Petros locked up his shop and decided to take a walk through Hollywood and do some sight seeing before heading back to his depressing apartment.

He walked until his legs grew tired and his bad knee started to hurt and swell. He'd made a couple of big sales at his book store, so he had some extra money and decided to take a taxi home. He waited at an intersection, trying to flag down a passing cab. After several passed by, one finally started to slow before coming to a stop in front of him.

Before the old man could shuffle over to the taxi, a young woman bushed past him and jumped into the waiting cab. She didn't even look back at him. Again, before he realized it, Petros heard his voice say "fucking bimbo."

Again, he recoiled in horror, knowing that he'd just condemned another woman into a life she didn't choose. He shook his head and put his arm back up to flag down another cab, assuring himself that these women deserved their punishments and he'd done nothing wrong.

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Meanwhile

Anna Kendrick couldn't believe her luck. Her car was still in the shop, and her Uber had canceled on her. Luckily, a cab pulled up as soon as she realized she'd needed one. She sat in the back seat, scrolling absently on her phone when she felt a sudden heat spread throughout her body.

It grew in intensity until she could barely sit up without holding on for balance. She couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure. Then her vision unfocused and her head started spinning.

The cab driver nearly drove off the road when he heard a soft moan from the back seat and looked in the mirror to check on his passenger. He pulled off the road and watched in awe as her lithe body changed right before his eyes. Her modest breasts expanded rapidly, stretching the fabric of her t-shirt until it was practically translucent. Her legs lengthened, her hips and ass expanded, and her red hair faded into a strawberry blonde. Her understated makeup changed until it looked like she was wearing face paint.

Deep down, Anna was terrified as she started to lose intelligence. She felt herself growing dumber, but she could realize what was going on. But outwardly, she couldn't react at all. Her new mental state finally stabilized, leaving her as a new person. She couldn't remember her Hollywood success anymore, instead she remembered blowing teachers to pass her high school classes. She tried hard, but she was too dumb and easily distracted to graduate on her own. The only thing she knew with confidence was that her body could open doors that her feeble mind couldn't. And she loved to fuck, so it worked out for everyone.

She giggled as she saw the cabbie staring at her with a shocked, slack jawed expression.

"See something you like Mister?"

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Across town

Deya was moaning and screaming like a porn star as she rode her wealthy john's dick in their hotel suite. He'd been fucking her non-stop for hours, determined to get his money's worth.

The unidentified man squeezed the former actress's massive tits as she rode him. She threw her head back and moaned in orgasmic bliss. The skilled professional squeezed the muscles lining her pussy walls around her customer's cock, sending him over the edge. The man shot yet another load deep into the hooker's well used cunt.

She rolled off of him before skillfully cleaning his member with her tongue.

She went into the bathroom and wiped the cum from her pussy and thighs and came out to find her john soundly asleep on the bed. She quietly dressed and crept out of the suite before returning to the streets to find some more business.