8 Feet Tall Woman Novels & Stories

This new face is who I am, who I was born to be: A grown woman, independent, with likes and dislikes, with strong opinions and who doesn't take shit home. I'm 1.72 m tall and I don't wear high heels, after all, spending 12 to 48 hours on my feet isn't for everyone and even less should be done in heels, but the good thing is that I manage to stay a while bigger in high heels without complaining.

The old man was staring at the green roses, but he seemed to have a pair of eyes on the top of his head as he immediately stretched his hand out with mysterious dense energy between his fingers and a faint flash of purple light that caught the piece of paper with unparalleled precision. "Take a look. This is the information you just got." The woman put her feet away into a pair of white high heels, and when she stood up, she gave an even more profound sense of oppression. Those legs were like jade pillars. With the high heels, her height could reach 1.9 meters. The key was that her body was perfect, just like a supermodel.

It was the woman sitting right in the center of the room that stole my breath. She was massive, but not in a monstrous or deformed way. She was built on a scale that made absolutely no sense for any human woman I’d ever seen in my life. She sat on a reinforced stone bench with her back to us, her shoulders broader than mine and her back straight as a pillar. Her hair was a shimmering river of silver-white that poured all the way down to the floor, pooling around her like silk. She had to be at least seven feet tall, maybe more, and her presence filled the entire space so completely that it actually became hard to draw a full breath.

"I'll meet her." Lucien's eyes darkened. "What if she hurts you? That would be an act of war. You're already Nightshade's Luna." Both Kathleen and Arnold nodded firmly in agreement. I laughed softly. "Then declare war if they dare." "No need for that." We all froze and looked to see the tall woman—the tallest woman I'd ever seen. She was over six feet tall. Her skin was pale, her scarlet eyes passing over me and then my stomach. "Come with me." Her voice left no room for argument.

"Don't enjoy being thanked?" "Not by hysterical crying women." Looking at this hysterical woman up close, I notice that her eyes are almond-shaped and a bluish green color. She's almost as tall as Reese with the heels on, but she might only be about five and a half feet tall without them. That's still taller than me...

I shrugged, “Fuck knows.” “Ok, compare her to me.” She offered. I looked down at the woman’s form, it was difficult to tell as I had only seen Skylar lying down or sitting up. “I think she’s a little slimmer than you, but she’s taller, around 5,7.” “Ok, I’m an 8, so she could be a 6.” She grabbed a t-shirt off the rail and held it up. “Does this look like it’ll fit her?” she asked, I nodded, “yeah, I think so.”

Rain was talker than most women, which made her stand out in a lot of places. Her 5ft8inches height was intimidating to most men but not all of them…Rain shook her head, clearing the thoughts if that man out of her head. “I have been knocking for close to ten minutes and yet here you are saying such rubbish, shouldn’t you be like… apologizing?” the lady’s voice was squeaky, as small as her voice… Rain mused. “Is that the reason why you’re standing in front of me looking like a fucking sippy cup for toddlers?” she stared at the woman waiting for a reply. The woman gasped in outrage, her face now red with anger. Rain noticed how the woman’s fists clenched tightly.

Audrey I push my chair back and stand on my feet as I set my eyes on the woman from this morning. I feel my heart skip a beat as our eyes meet. Our eyes' movement synchronizes, slowly moving down and taking in each other's appearance. She's wearing a green body-con gown that wraps around her tiny waist like a glove as she stands–I think- 5'8 tall-. She's holding a small red bag with her coat hanging on her arm. She oozes this kind of confidence that one can only imagine. And she has barely said a word.

He looks younger and handsome in a mixture of white and black casual shirt and pants. Her tears fell down while she keeps watching him, she doesn't know what to feel about him. But then again, a girl came from the outside, she is a beautiful woman, well, she honestly, admitted that. The woman was about 5 ft. tall, she is thin, and she has a pair of light- brown eyes. Also, she has long, blonde, and big wavy curled hair, which suits her complexion a lot. Furthermore, she has white skin, she has long - thin legs, delicate fingers, and beautiful arms. Her cream long coat suits her well.

The lady said pulling the man along but the man didn't budge. “ You came here on your wish. Buy what you want and meet me in the car. I'm already suffocated enough. " The man said disgustedly and left. Beauty couldn't get a clear view of his face, but she could tell he was 6'feet tall and he had a slightly muscular stature. “ Tch. Not like I needed your help. " The lady scoffed. Beauty tried to hold in her laughter but she was caught by the lady. “ Do you need my help now?" Beauty asked innocently.