Feitan Height Novels & Stories

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

Irene can only describe the stench as every rotten meat in existence mixed into a bucket and left outside to rot even more for some time, it is simply revolting. "DON'T JUST STAND THERE! RUN!" But Irene can't run. Her feet are glued in place as she trembles at the sight of the monstrous beast currently getting closer with every breath she takes. Just as the beast bends down, so close that she can feel its breath on her, she's pulled back and her body is enveloped by Kai. Irene herself isn't short, she's quite tall standing at a solid 170 cm (5'7), but if she would compare herself to Kai, she's simply tiny.

Shaba laughed and said, “Now sweetheart, is that anyway to treat your future mother-in-law.” “You are Shaba?” Felan questioned “In the fur.” She said as her wolf pressed forward. Felan started laughing hard. Shaba grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. “What is so damn funny?” She asked. “You!” Felan said. “The way most people talk I expected, well not sure exactly what I was expecting, but it wasn’t you. You are puny, and short. “What are you like four feet? I have met a 6 year old taller than you.” Felan said trying to get under Shaba’s skin. Shaba was in fact 5’ 5” tall and feared because of the lengths she would go,”

Mingyu spoke, looking at the children. Celine followed his gaze and stared at the little kids too. Then she mumbled, "Hmmm." "So how are you?" Mingyu brought the question with difficulty. He dug his shoes into the sand below them, kicked it and the swing swayed with creaking sounds of the iron chains. Mingyu was always a giant kid before in Celine's memory. But looking at him playing at the exact place where she imagined his boy image, there was a huge height gap between before vs. now. Well, Mingyu is 165cm tall which makes him a six footer.

I frowned as he continued his approach, closing the distance until my back hit the closet. He leaned in, placing his hand on the cabinet, effectively caging me in, looking down at me. In that moment, I wished I were taller. My parents were on the shorter side, so Alexei and I both stood at only 166 cm. Meanwhile, Chad definitely towered over me at six feet tall. Must be nice. "You? Much better than me?” he whispered. He held my hand and lifted it slightly. “Now that I’m looking at you up close, you look more like a woman than a man.”

Tom Zelda As soon as he heard her buy clothes for his uncle, his whole body relaxed and quickly nodded. "Thank you."Fiona stepped back and looked at him from top to bottom, then walked in front of him, estimating the height difference between the two, her head was as high as her ears.Tom Zelda. Fiona remember the first time you met Paul Henry, the top of her head only reached his chin. Although it was 10th grade then, but since 12th grade, her height has not changed anymore. “Tom Zelda How tall are you one meter?" “178.”

She dared another glance at the man as the players to her right placed their bets. He was tall. Very tall. And broad. And intimidating. Which was something, considering Shania's Amazonian proportions. She didn't often find men that could dwarf her. She stood just under six feet with a body that gave curvy a new name. A friend had once called her ass a ba-donk-a-donk. Whatever that meant. But it had sounded like a compliment, so Shania had taken it as such. She'd always felt comfortable in her own body.

"Qingwu, I don't think that guy will turn up. Let's have a dance first." After he finished speaking, Yan Zicheng made a gesture of "please". "All right then." Zhao Qingwu reached out her hand encased in a white glove and put it on Yan Zicheng's hand. Then, she walked slowly onto the dance floor and they danced to the music. Zhao Qingwu was not very tall. She was about 1.65 meters tall, but she had a good figure. She danced like an elf. She was light, flexible, beautiful and very intelligent. No wonder she was called Little Zhao Feiyan.

T Zhou Mi's mood is also very happy. "Everyone is scolding Andingiran, and they are all wise people." After listening, An Taotao also laughed. "It makes people comfortable." At this time, after eating at the diagonal table, They went or a walk. Andingran walked beside Feng Li, who was quite tall, estimated to be one meter eight, and Andingran stood beside him just like a small quail, especially petite and lovely. Feng Li secretly dropped his eyes and looked at her, his face smoking with heat.

I have other candidates to meet. Mr Belmontt rises from his chair and reaches out to me. I can see the size of it and I feel like a dwarf, I do not consider myself low, I am average with my 1.68 and this man must be at least 1.92. I stand up and shake his hand, his grip is firm and makes me a little uncomfortable, nods in farewell and leaves the room that seems a little smaller now. I pass by Anastasia and receive a friendly smile that makes me like her even more, seems to be a good person.