Jenna Coleman Height Novels & Stories

In the three months that my girlfriend Jenna and I have been dating, she has gone from a rookie benchwarmer to the leading scorer on her college volleyball team. It’s been awesome getting to watch her rise to stardom and cheer her on from the stands. You should know upfront that I definitely have a thing for tall athletic women, and Jenna is no exception. She’s just shy of being 6 feet tall so if we’re standing side by side, we’re standing eye to eye.

The audacity he has of not listening to a word I am saying. “Okay Ms. Williams, I was warned about your high maintenance bitchy reputation but I didn’t know the case was this bad. So listen to me now, I will be good and sweet to you, if you behave well and listen to me.” I was fuming as he said those words with a calm face. I walked up to him, to intimidate him, but the closer I got, realization dawned on me, he is a motherfucking giant. This guy is around 6’3-’4, because I was 5’9.

It bored them. Honey was gorgeous, a total real-life Barbie doll. Standing 5’8” with proportions that were honestly out of this world, she had that milky-white skin that always made people mistake her for a foreigner. Everyone said she had the kind of body other models would kill for, which was exactly why she was always the top pick for apparel brands. Jada was 5’8” too, but she had a thicker build compared to Honey. She was super proud of her legs—so much so that people were always telling her she should get them insured.

Lennon is six feet and one inch tall, while Cole is now six feet tall at sixteen. "Thanks for the advice, Cole. Maybe you can start brainstorming how I am going to convince my girlfriend not to break up with me. Megan specifically told me the moment I hurt her, it means I break up with her, and base on her reaction last night, she was more than hurt, Cole." I said as I get a basketball jersey and socks from my closet. "Wow, that must be hard for you, brother." He replied. "Harder than I thought; this is the first time I felt something like this, but I messed it up," I said, and he laughed, and I furrowed my eyebrow at him.

“Just five more.” I am wearing stonewashed denim shorts that barely cover my ass, a slight hint of my bum crease visible, below my belly, but not too low. A tight white crop top, covering only my breasts, it is somewhat see-through, enough to make my lace bra show. My stomach is bare, tanned, and toned. As I step my way into the lounge, I watch as his eyes grow wide and his jaw drops into total shock, “For fuck sakes, Jenna.”

She needed him badly. At five feet six inches tall, Jenifer was taller than the other girls on the gymnastics team, but she was slender and exceptionally flexible. Her small a-cup breasts, her narrow waist, and her slender hips gave her a boyish look, which caused her to take great pains with the way she dressed in order to express her very feminine personality.

Extraordinary—ha! That was… … unexpected. I thought I had a good chance. I really did read Miss Jewel’s comments wrongly. ‘Oh! The main judge has something to say!’ The emcee shoved Annie aside to make way for the retired supermodel, Jinda Avengelistford, who gracefully took the centrestage at an astounding height of six feet.

I asked. I pulled her close, hugging her waist, and kissed her forehead. I knew she had driven a long distance to reach this hotel, which I had chosen specifically to keep my distance from my parents, but I was still worried about my father's reaction. "It was fine. So, what are you doing here?" Jenna asked, pulling away. I held her wrist and led her to the bed. I sat down and observed her outfit: a blue denim mini skirt and a pink crop top, paired with black boots that complemented her beauty. Jenna was a top model in Country Z. I pulled her onto my lap and caressed her, saying, "I miss you so much."

*Edited Breanna's POV She noticed a jar of chocolate chip cookies on the top cabinet and reached to grab it, but the house was clearly made for tall people, because even on her tippy toes, she still didn't reach. "You're so small." He side stepped her and grabbed the jar, she let out a sharp breath at his bluntness. "I'm a whooping 5'7." She stood tall, but he didn't seem impressed. "I'm 6'6." He said with a clear face. Breanna's mouth dropped to the floor. She saw his lip twitched trying to hide his smile.