Vegeta Heels Novels & Stories

The sharp sound of stiletto heels echoed on the marble floor. When the pair of black, red-soled high heels—identical to the ones Elara used to wear—appeared in front of him, Harvey's eyes widened in shock!

Cali spun and headed toward the back of the store, where rows of shoes and boots rested on metal shelves, arranged by sizes. “What size are you?” “Eight and a half.” “Ooh, ooh! Check these out!” Cali held up a pair of above the ankle red leather boots with four inch spike heels. Leesa grimaced. The boots were so not her. “No way. They’ll make me look like a hooker.” Cali looked down at the boots and grinned. “Yeah, they might be a bit too hot for you. I think I’ll keep these puppies for myself.” “Can’t I just wear my black leather knee-highs?” Leesa asked.

I give up. Soon, the most awaited moment commenced. It was the time for the show stopper to show up and flaunt the epochal piece of her squad. All the eyes were set on the middle of the ramp where the light was focused. The first glimpse was of a seven-inch high heel. Yes… seven inches! That’s quite a painful thing in a model’s life. Once they get on their heels they ought to tip-tap them in the right way so that they don't look like they are in pain. Instead, they need to show it like they are wearing sneakers.

This new face is who I am, who I was born to be: A grown woman, independent, with likes and dislikes, with strong opinions and who doesn't take shit home. I'm 1.72 m tall and I don't wear high heels, after all, spending 12 to 48 hours on my feet isn't for everyone and even less should be done in heels, but the good thing is that I manage to stay a while bigger in high heels without complaining.

Her eyes trailed her body. Smirking at Amaya words, Vedika removed her towel and wiped her body, then she wore the dress she had kept on the bed, it didn't take her five minutes she was done and looked gorgeous. "Wow" Amaya muttered out loud admiring Vedika. "Why are you wearing heels, will you be able to cope? Its a very far flight" Amaya reminded her but Vedika raised a brow at her and scoffed. Then she walked into the closet and brought out a pair of fancy slippers.

This was the highest level of wealth she had ever witnessed. Then, the door to the Tesla opened fully, revealing a delicate, silver-glass stiletto. Eight-inch heels. Breathtakingly extravagant. The woman wearing them had legs so smooth they looked sculpted by the gods. And then, slowly, she stepped out in all her ethereal glory.

Circulating and conversing with various people, being involved in conversations, was actually quite tiring, and Keyara felt her feet starting to ache from the unfamiliar high heels she was wearing. During her stay in Spain, Keyara preferred to wear low-heeled shoes or sneakers. She rarely attended formal events, so she never intentionally sought out high-heeled shoes. And the shoes provided by Ares were seven-centimeter heels that began to make her feet feel sore. Therefore, Keyara gently touched Ares' hand to signal that she wanted to rest soon. When receiving the signal from Keyara, Ares promptly responded. "Why?" Ares asked silently, but his lips moved, and Keyara, who was in close proxim

The hard mouth twisted in a small smile and Alanis thought she detected approval in his narrowed eyes as he crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the cream linen-covered wall behind him. “You're very petite…” he said softly as his gaze wandered over her, from the top of her mass of curly strawberry blonde hair, tied high on her head in a restrained knot from which the odd tendril curled tightly, down to her small feet wearing expensive Italian leather heels that were nevertheless wonderfully comfortable and practical for a busy day like this one had been. “Is that why you keep all that marvelous hair balanced on your head like that?” “Not at all,” she replied quickly. ‘Keep calm… Don't

Simone asks, standing up from her desk. “I’m a size 8 and 5”11” Katrina answers, shrugging her shoulders. “I’m pretty uncoordinated on heels on a normal day. I know I will need to practice.” “One step at a time” Simone says, going to the door. “Wait here.” Returning with a pair of shoes raising Katrina’s height by three inches; she hands them to her. “Try these on.” Katrina takes off her sneakers and puts the shoes on, tying the laces up. “The slope for your foot on these is steeper than a normal high heel” Katrina gasps, looking up at Simone.

"Speaking of feet, your boots look fantastic on you, Mom." "Yeah fantastically slutty you mean, but I guess that is why you bought them for me huh, Tony." Slutty indeed as the black leather boots with their 4.5 inch stiletto heels come all the way up to her knees. He doesn't bother to respond. Instead he gives her a wan smile indicating what she said is the truth.