Waluigi Height Novels & Stories

I expected there to be a stair case as we walked in but there surprisingly wasn’t it made me want to explore the house more wondering where the stairs would be placed. “Wait here” the man grunts again. I still can’t get over the sheer size of the guy. Johnny and Will are tall and muscular themselves as are most male wolves I noticed standing at an average 6ft 2” to around 6ft 5”. But this guy was about 7ft1” and built like a brick shit house as my dad would say. “Johnny” I whisper and he looks down at me lifting a brow. “That man is weirdly big right?” I ask questioning and he smirks at me.

"Give it back to me. My hair will get into the meat when I eat food." "No," Ronan says, and he holds his big hand high up in the air. I stand up on the tips of my toes to grab it from him. I am one hundred and sixty-eight centimetres, but Ronan is a huge Alpha who is one hundred and ninety centimeters tall. I am just a short little wolf next to him. Standing on my toes does nothing.

His senses perked up, ready for any attack that might come his way. "Owwwww!" Somebody yelled. That was when Wilson realised that the object that nearly dropped on him was a person. Kind of. He had a long, furry tail similar to monkeys. He was very lean and very short. He looked thirty but his height seemed more like a seven year old's. He groaned as he stood up. His bones made creaking sounds as he stretched.to loosen his muscles. "Who are you?" Wilson barked at him, making him jump in fright.

This was the Redberg Villager symbol for masculine appreciation and salutes or adieus. Two other youngster fighters, each fifteen years old, strutted with them. They were Cronos, Cornelius’s younger brother, a growing future Monster Knight about five-seven feet tall, and his partner Dawar, who had the impression of excess two digits and toes but was not gigantic in length. Both are good-looking, tall, sharp-featured, well-built, balanced weight, and intelligent.

“Can that happen?” With a grin, Halona nods. “Yep. That's why you got to eat your fruits and veggies.” Baylor guffaws, before he finishes introducing the other four giants. A young, skinny guy whose arms look like broom handles they are so thin. “Billyam.” An older version of the skinny giant, but with more meat on his bones. “His brother, Gullivan.” He points to a woman, with short hair and a masculine face. “Janse.” The lady giant smiles and waves, making Waverly smile. Lastly, he points to the shortest of the group, a chubby guy that stands about nine or so feet tall. “At last but not least, my little brother, Hymere.”