Triple F Morphs
patreon
Ziva Fey Blueberry Sequence 4/4 + Faces
🕑 Added 2025-05-17 08:20:23 +0000 UTCZiva Fey put out a video that got me super inspired to make a morph sequence with her. Its that good! Check it out! https://mymember.site/ziva-feys-fantasies/videos/269-Ziva-Fey---Ziva-Beauregard
Meanwhile, Ziva ripened in contemplation for what felt like hours as her growing body lifted her higher and higher. Each pulsing surge of juice bringing her lips closer to the antidote. She intently stared at the orange bottle as it dangled innocently. It was all she could focus on. Even if she wanted to, she could no longer look down at herself, as her growing body and fattening neck begun to push on her chin, tilting her head upwards.
Her patience had finally been rewarded though, as the bottle was seconds away from being obtainable! Unfortunately, the juice in her had other plans. With a big surge, her body quickly expanded outward with a bloomp, the force of this newest growth adding weight with enough force to cause her berrified body to roll backwards a few inches. A few inches was nothing major, but for a berrygirl who could no longer do something as simple as reach outward or take a step, it may as well been a mile. Ziva stared eye-to eye with the antidote, now just out of reach from her mouth. Her eyes grew big as her cheeks filled even further, fattening her face to comical proportions as she tried to do anything in her power to bring the antidote closer. She desperately flapped her hands and kicked her feet with all her might, hoping to get some sort of movement out of her massive body. All it did though was make her even more aware of how heavy she was, how massive and helpless she's become. As if to tell her to give up, her body finally grew past her mouth, sinking her head up to her nose and pressing tightly against her bloated cheeks and puckered lips. It was over. All she could do is whimper and move her eyes. But all she could see is the vast expanse of her juice-laden body, and the antidote, inches from her face, as if mocking her. As if invitingly saying "I'm right here, all of this could be over, all you have to do drink me." She grunted at the thought. Maybe if she had woken up a minute earlier, she could have saved herself in time. But now, she big, blue, and helpless. As the sounds of bubbling juices died down, and her inflation slowly came to end, all that was left was the faint whimpers escaping her lips, the frustrated grumbles at how close she was to returning to normal, and the exhausted huff of defeat.
That's a wrap everybody! Hope you enjoyed the story! Now go watch the video!
So in order to make these, I had to make a full fatface to cover up with Ziva's blueberrybod. So I figured you guys would want to see that, along with various expressions i made for her face (default, defeated huff, frustrated, worried). Which look is your favorite?
