Amanda began looking for the boy around the Walmart, but realized something was off about herself. Her stomach felt hot for some reason and she almost doubled over as she suddenly felt intense pain. Luckily it only lasted for a moment but when she looked down she noticed she was taller than before, now standing about 20ft above the roof of the Walmart. She looked down and saw that her body had matured quite a bit. Her hips had filled out and her chest ballooned to a modest C cup, along with the rest of her proportions growing in size as well. Physically she was a young adult, but mentally remained the same for the time being and she still needed to punish her servant. "The longer you make me look for you the more angry I'll be!", she shouted at nothing in particular.
After she did the young boy poked his head out with a wide broom, overcoat, and as much toothpaste as he could carry. Amanda spotted him and kneeled down to get a closer look at him. "What was taking so long?", she asked angrily. The boy shivered in fear and stammered out, "I-I was trying t-to b-but I kept d-d-dropping toothpaste a-and..." Amanda's stomach rumbled loudly and out came a nasty smelling, *BUUUUUUUURP!*, all over the young boy and cutting off his sentence. He dropped the items and covered his ears to shield from the booming sound but it still was incredibly loud. His nose filled with the smell of Amanda's disgusting breath and stomach, even she noticed it was particularly foul. However it gave her an idea, "Well you did get what I asked, buuut you took really long. Servants don't make their masters wait, and I know just how to punish you!" The boy was too busy coughing and gagging to reply but even then he wouldn't have time to. Amanda already lowered her head closer to him and opened her mouth wide to let loose another raunchy belch that blasted the poor boy so hard he tumbled backwards.
"Hahaha! I'm really good at this now that I'm a grown up!" The boy vomitted from the smell and the sheer force of Amanda's monstrous belches. "P-Please...stop...", he meekly cried out. Amanda felt a little bad about what she was doing but she still wanted to teach him a lesson, and her body was getting turned on by the burp torture. She was even drooling in anticipation to keep going. "EHHHRRRP! Don't worry, it's not gonna kill you! Just seeing how much you can take." Her smelly breath permeated the rooftop to the point there was no where for the boy to run to to escape it. Once more a thunderous roar of a burp slammed into the boy and this time forced him into the ground as he was already on his hands and knees. Her slimy drool sprayed onto his body and left his new overcoat sticky and smelling as awful as Amanda's mouth. "Wooow these smell really bad!"
*OOOOUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPP!* *HUUUUUUAAARRRP!* *BEEEHHHEEEELLLCH!* Over and over again Amanda burped foul smelling winds and belched spit onto the battered little boy until he could barely move. She then picked him up and held him to her face to get a good look at her handiwork. "You look pretty worn out. I kinda feel bad, mayb you should get some rest." A bit of life returned to the boy's face but was quickly replaced with horror when he realized what she meant. She sucked in air and opened her drooling mouth one last time to shower him with 15 second long belch that knocked the boy out completely.
After some time the boy was awoken by another one of Amanda's horrid burps, but this time she seemed to be pondering what to do with him.
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