Vaggie Height Novels & Stories

"So tell me all about her?" Jake immediately got flustered. "Well, she's beautiful. She's young, still in her twenties, about 5 feet tall. 5in tall, slender, but curvy." Jake used his hands to describe this part. But she has a round tush and round in the But area." "I see.... round in the butt and hips. Mmm..is she shy or spicy?" "Uhmm... she's shy, I guess. Wait! Maybe spicy." Jake scratched the back of his head and then shook his head slightly in confusion. "I don't know."

I answered with an honest look. "Okay, what about their heights?" he went on. "Uhm, I can't really tell exactly what their heights are because they are kids, but they should be 3 feet tall. Yes, 3 feet." I nodded in affirmation. "Okay, what about the lady?" Inspector Williams asked, staring directly into my eyes with observation. "Uhm, Anney should be 5 feet tall. She's a plus size," I replied. "Alright," he said, turning to Alex, the detective who was jotting down the whole interrogation.

He reached out to touch her head, but when he saw the warning gaze of the eldest brother, he quickly withdrew his hand. "Chris, is that true? Only you noticed that I've gotten taller," Fiona said excitedly. At 18 years old, she was only 1.6 meters tall, but unexpectedly, after giving birth, she grew another 4 cm. Although she was still unsatisfied with her height, she had to accept it. After all, she couldn't stretch her legs to achieve the ideal size of 1.7 meters; that would be too painful. "Go back and put on your slippers and then come out." The boss wasn't happy to see her happily chatting with another man like this.

Amanda is a 40-year-old married woman. She is 6' 0" tall with long shapely legs, long blonde hair, and a curvy body. She is the senior vice president of the fashion and cosmetic divisions at Deparis Industries. I have lusted for her since hiring her. She has rejected my romantic advances several times.

’ ‘Shut up, Vaegon, so I can rip this guy to shreds! Vane rises to his feet, and even in his wolf form, he looms over Xeraphina by a few inches. Despite being taller than most female wolf shifters at six feet tall, she’s lean. In our human forms, both Cassius and I surpass her in size, and I am larger than him. While Vane would never harm Xeraphina, he harbors a strong desire to slice Cassius’s head off with his claws.

"Who are you? Why did you pour out the drink?" Aaron placed the empty glass on the table and smiled. "Why? Because I can't stand to see a grown man like you splash juice at a woman." Gibby stood up and realized he was significantly shorter than Aaron, who was 186 centimeters tall. Gibby's height hardly came close to being 180 centimeters as he had claimed. He felt utterly humiliated in front of a man who far surpassed him in looks and height, and that led to increased agitation from him. "This is between me and my girlfriend! Who are you to butt in and interfere? Get out of my sight and stop meddling in other people's affairs!"

She giggled, and I joined her. "You are right." I grinned. Avery is beautiful. She's a bit shorter than I am. Maybe five feet six inches because I stand five feet eight inches now. She has a doe eyes and a raven hair that reached her waist. I'm sure sooner or later, she'll find the guy for her.

I let it pass and just smiled. Racheal carried the huge bowl of casserole covered with cling film, and Gina did not fail to commend her for her strength especially seeing her petite figure. Racheal and I were roughly five feet seven. We were petite compared to our men; Randolph was six feet four. My brother was six feet three, and Jasper was the tallest at six feet six.

Ghosts like dirty places as well since they can overpower our dimension with their energy. My name is Mary Davis and I'm twenty-five years old. I'm 5'6" and have an athletic build. My friends told me that I'm very appealing. Although I'm not that pretty like other girls around. I also have my hair in a pixie cut and keep on trying to not be your typical girl.

Her make up, as usual, was light and natural. Slipping on her black wedges, she looked in the full-length mirror and inspected herself. She stood at five foot four and a half. That half was important when it was what made you taller than one of your other sisters. But with her wedges, she was now an impressive five-foot seven. And a half. She was leggy, even for being short. And busty.