Conceited Height Novels & Stories

My whole body screamed to run, the hairs on my body prickled, but I stood glued to my spot like a mannequin. He stood, towering high above me . I couldn't tear my gaze away from his hard features. The line of his jaw seemed sharper up closed . His hawk like nose flared with each successive breaths he took. His lips set in a grim line. I shrunk further into myself, my knees shook with tension. He never failed to use his height to his advantage against me. Making him look so Intimidating and untouchable. Like a predator who could easily crush to death me with his boot.

His biceps were half the size of my head and he was so much bigger than I was. He wasn't the tallest man in the room, he wasn't standing at 6'4 or even at 6'0. He's at 5'10" and I used to love making fun of his height even though he was nothing less than intimidating. He was such a force that held such a powerful, alpha, male aura around him that he demanded respect and even the tallest of men bowed to him. There was something about Octavious that was dark. I was 5'6" and with heels on, I stood at eye level with his nose.

But the room is cheap, so I scraped by with everything to make the room inhabitable. Before inviting them to sit, I pushed any comic books and magazines that were scattered on the floor onto the side and gave the two of them a zabuton, a small pillow used as a sitting place. Surprisingly, the two of them also knew how to sit properly on a zabuton, which again raised my sense of respect for them. Though, I had to work a bit harder just to host two massive people which I guessed their height at about 6.4 foot to 7.1 foot. If these two people were to step on the 5.1 foot me, I think I’d probably die.

Why this one especially? ‘Connie, my love, twenty-two plus twenty-two makes forty-four.’ ‘Obviously! We’ve established that.’ She turned me round and looked at my upper pen mark. ‘If forty-four inches was up to your butt, you would have to be about ninety-five inches tall. That’s nearly eight feet, or,’ she paused to calculate, ‘that would make you over two metres forty. Your lover – what’s he called?’ ‘Tannhäuser.’ ‘What?’ ‘You heard.’

Simply because he had the habit of looking down on them. After he had finished laughing, he asked me, "What kind of stupidity are you in?" I blinked twice, looked at him in shock, and then asked, "Are you serious?" "The height of foolishness? Do you notice anything else? [Do you see anything else?]" He then responded in an arrogant manner, "The hero is on a higher level than all of them and also has more strength than all of them combined. It is something that occurs very naturally." I confronted him with the question, "You mean class distinction?"

Dashing up to my room, I open them with trembling anticipation. There is a pair of shoes, black satin with impossibly high heels; they are beautiful but not intended for actually walking in. Richard is tall, but standing whilst wearing them, I might be taller. Or perhaps not, as he is well over six feet tall. And, I reflect, we are all the same height lying down ...

Cynthia bit her lips, opened the door and said, "Lower your head." Gabriel squinted, looking at her with ridicule. "I'm a little worried that my son's future height index would be lowered by a dwarf like you." The word 'Dwarf' directly insulted her. She said angrily, "I'm 1.65 meters tall. It's all because you've grown too much." Gabriel looked at the woman who was turned into a little beast, her thin lips curled up, and immediately after, he reached out to push on her door, and casually brought her in.

“Good, good. We’ll need to take you down to the Cave. The sooner you start preparing, the better for all of us. I’m very, very curious…All right, I’d like some fresh air anyway. Let’s go.” He rose from his throne and unfolded himself in one smooth motion. From the top of the elevated dais, he was already standing taller than she was, but now she saw that she had grossly underestimated his height. Slender, willowy - and inhumanly tall. He would stand head and shoulders and even chest above even the lankiest man she knew, easily. “This way, now. Come.”

Maybe embarrassed or angry. “Don't just sneak up on people.” I instructed and he nodded,chuckling. So it wasn't anger… “Yes ma'am. Where did you learn that from? I feel so embarrassed with how much I work out, a lady not even half as tall as I am can just bring me to the floor like a kid.” He confessed and I laughed, as he shook his head in disappointment at himself. So it was embarrassing and yes, I stood at around 5 '4 or 5' 5 compared to him who looked 6 '2.

"You don't know? Let me tell you this. Our President or CEo, Mr. Weston is an ugly duckling, he has an average height, they say he is really stupid and on top of that he is blind. We never get to see him but according to the trusted source, he has been married twice. He is such a cold-hearted man that... Are you ready to hear this?" Upon hearing them, Celeste could barely keep her rage in control. 'What the... It's all bullsh!t. Rhodes is the most handsome man I have ever seen, he is so tall and he can be anything but stupid. Though yeah, he is cold-hearted and arrogant but rumours don't spread if it's not true, what's really going on here?'