Blonde Futa Novels & Stories

"If she's not their cousin, who is she?" They stared at one another, three mute idiots with no direction. "You've seen her. We haven't." Riley's throat bobbed in a swallow. "Any resemblance to Fiona or Ceara?" Brady conjured Kaida to mind, all the times he'd encountered her in dreams and the brief blip he'd caught of her outside the library. She had caramel blonde hair, unlike Fiona's dark brown waves or Ceara's auburn ringlets. Her eyes weren't quite the same shade, but they were blue. The nose and...

Not having to go to a salon, and just having your aunt make your hair right in the comfort of your home - sounds perfect, right? Well... Yeah, so Aunt Leticia really did make Juliette's hair, and she made it pretty nicely too. However, the problem was that Aunt Letica had that kind of grip that was too strong. So, although Juliette got the big, long, beautiful cornrows, with rows of transparent beads at the tips which she wanted, she also got something else, a double dose of pain. By the time she was done, Juliette could barely move her neck because of how tightly her hair was braided. But of course, she told Aunt Leticia that all was well - even though she was crying inside, and well, her s

“I had to attend a conference with mother and Estaban. That's why I'm all dressed up.” “And your hair?" “The women from the royal family have to be blond. Once we step out of the house to gatherings or to interact with the commoners, we are always blond.” Ana replied. “I have like a thousand different blonde wigs in my closet, I've gotten used to them since I was ten.” “Wait, does that mean I will also have to be a blond?” Kim frowned. “Apparently, yes. Either artificially or permanently.” Ana continued. “I decided to wear blonde wigs while Isa decided to dye her hair blonde, permanently. Her hair was as dark as the night when she first got here.”

She never said 'No' to anything if she could do it. Aria frowned deeply. If her face is not seen, then that would not be a problem. She used to have short hair during her teenage years. But now her hair is longer and she no longer colours her hair blonde like Bryan used to force her to do. Now her hair is reddish brown in colour, and she is no longer as lean as she used to be back then. She has curves now. It's impossible for anyone from back then to recognise her by just looking at her back.

She doesn’t look strong at all, she is scrawny, and her limbs are out of proportion to the rest of her body, it gives her a gawky look. She has blonde hair, but it's more of a burnished gold colour. It's been plaited and wound in a bun at the back of her head, an unusual style, but it suits her. Her fringe is long and styled to stay out of her face, but otherwise moves freely, giving her a wind-swept, wild look.

Samantha is a beautiful 24-year-old woman, with long blonde hair that cascades down her back in loose waves. Her piercing blue eyes sparkle with mischief, reflecting the sunlight that streams through her apartment windows. She stands at 5'6', with a toned and tanned body that is the result of her love for fitness and yoga.

Xandra said while caressing my hair using her fingers. Val finally pulled herself from Damona and walked towards me, "I agree! I wish I had curls like yours! Straight hair is boring like mine though…" Val also played with my hair. I pouted more. "It's not boring. Having straight hair is actually gorgeous. You can make a lot of hair styles with it." I contradict.

She paused for a second, unsure of what to do before she instantly grabbed a strand of hair that cascaded on her shoulders, staring at it, hoping to confirm or dispel Leonardo's words. Brunette. Hayley's golden yellow hair stared right back at her as she brought it before her face. Confusion engraved Hayley's expression as she looked at her hair, still in disbelief. Brunette meant brown-haired, right? But Hers was blonde. Yellow. There's a huge difference. Leonardo couldn't have mixed up his words, could he? Even if he had, he wouldn't dare to taunt her in this situation?... Hold up... Did that mean? Had his plan actually worked?!

I should certainly make a YouTube channel to show off my uniqueness; I'm sure I'll gain a large following within a short period of time. The average Percusian is very tall and slim, just like the Fulanis of Nigeria, although we're usually light-skinned. Most of us have brilliant golden hair that is straight and natural, similar to peroxide blondes, but mine is jet black and develops bouncy curls when I don't wrap it. This, coupled with my caramel skin makes me stand out, but not in a bad way. Almost everyone I come across thinks I'm very beautiful and distinctive, except the glam girls, of course. I'll tell you about them later, don't worry.

Zoriana pressed. “Tristan isn’t the only large wolf with blonde hair and blue eyes in the world. Luke isn’t his, Zoriana. Tristan and I have never even been intimate,” Fairuza replied. Her voice was so genuine that Zoriana knew, without a doubt, that she was telling the truth.