*HERM THE FEMALE VERSION OF HAMAN*
*(The Female Version of Haman Saga)*
*EPISODE ONE*
*WRITTEN BY:*
*Author George Haman*
*MOBILE: 0798952111*
*EMAIL: authorhaman@gmail.com*
(🔞This story Contains Adult Content (AC), Strong Graphic Language (SGL) which might be disturbing to minors and in some parts Graphic Violence (GV). Reader's discretion is advised. Suitable for persons 18 years and above.🔞)
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Hi? My name is Haman the Author;, you probably know that from the title of this story. I am going to tell you a story; a story about a sweet fantasy of the female version of me. Ever thought of how you would be if you were born of the opposite sex? Well, the beauty of fantasy is that you can fantasize with anything you want. I figured that if I am Haman, then maybe the female version of me in this fantasy could be Herm.
This story is not practically how I would be if I was born a girl; but it is a fantasy of how I would probably fantasize if I was a girl. Just like I have the normal life I am living as a man, and then there is the fantasy life I live in the fiction world of the stories I write, where I do anything and everything I want; I decided to now write a fantasy in a fictional character of me being the female version of the fantasy Haman; the Haman of the stories.
Probably most of you know the fantasy Haman for getting fine girls and getting laid by most of them; well, where is the fun of making something a fantasy if you can't fantasize about things you are not?
I have never thought of myself as a girl before, so I don't know how the fantasy female version of me will be; but I know that my fantasy is wild enough to make this fantasy story a thriller.
I don't know where to start the story, but I think it is a bit more tasty if it jumps from childhood, all the way to Campus. Just picture this little girl being born in a small village and she is named Herm. She goes through teenage life and even before she knows it, she is joining a public university to pursue a career of her dreams; let's call it Financial Statistics, though Haman, (the real Haman; author) would never take a course with all that mathematics in it.
Anyways, since it is not a story about me, but the female version of my fantasy me, let us make her the opposite of whom I am in real life; an extrovert in a deep world where she can easily sink.
So, I guess I will just introduce myself again as my female version and go by the name Herm. Hello everybody, my name is Herm and this is my fantasy story.
I was born in a small town in a small village somewhere in the counties of Kenya. Let us skip my early life because I think it is boring, and get to where it just got juicy; the part where everyone stopped calling me Nyaks; my second name, and they began calling me Herm.
It was my first day in campus and my first day in a free world with no fence around me, or a huge gate, or parents to guard me and question everything I did. The very first day I really felt free and I could do whatever thing I wanted to do.
My mum and a close friend of mine had just dropped me off at school, helped me register and then went back home. They met my new roommate who was going to share the hostel room with me for the next four years; let us just call her Tess.
Not because I like the name, but because the male version of me does; Haman I mean... Anyways, my mum was not comfortable with Tess being my roommate, but she had no choice since the University had assigned me the room and there was nothing she would do about; I had to convince her that I would be alright, bearing in mind that I was that obedient and innocent girl my mother always trusted.
She made me promise that I would be video calling her every night to make sure that I was okay and being Mummy's little girl, I did exactly that, until one evening I didn't.
Not because my phone's battery had died or there was no good reception; but because I screwed up big time. Before I tell you what really happened that day, let us go back a bit to the final year in Highschool.
Earlier I told you about a good friend who dropped me off at Campus together with mum, do you remember him? Well, what I never told you is that he was my boyfriend since I was thirteen. We had known each other since we were kids, but we were just good friends until I grew some boobs and he grew some pubic hair; lol, I did not just say that!! Anyways, who doesn't know that kids start growing pubic hair when they get to the puberty age and they are at their adolescent stage?
Away from all the biology and back to this charming boyfriend; let us just call him Haman, the male version of me. So, Haman and I grew up together, and his mother and mine were like best friends forever. Definitely we never told our parents that we had developed hormones and now we were attracted to each other; but which parent can ever be fooled by her child when love is involved?
My mum noticed the new sexy looks I used to give Haman when he dropped by, and she got concerned. We were both thirteen, but I had just joined highschool and my first or rather do I say new boyfriend had decided to resit his class eight paper; we all know the KCPE of the 844 education system, don't we?
I would tell you the highschool I joined, but this is only a fantasy; let us just skip that and go to the part where I finished form four and my prince charming was a class behind me; form three.
My mum had given us both sex education talks and Haman respected me more than I even respected him; the only thing we had ever done for the four years we were in love was kissing.
I was still a virgin, and my prince charming was also a virgin; we had sworn to each other that we would have our first sex after we were married to each other.
As lame as that sounds, it made perfect sense to me back then and I had no eyes for any other man; Haman was my one and only man. We would write each other mails while in school and over the holidays, we would spend time together; our parents were now aware that we both were dating, and they would watch us closely.
At times we would have dinner at Haman's place, and other times they would come over to our place; that was how close our families were.
Well, now that you have a small clue about me before I joined the university, let us go back to my first day in Campus. Unlike me, Tess was not a freshman and she was familiar with the campus.
She had that thug life look on her, but when she opened her mouth and spoke, I actually realized that she wasn't bad as I had thought; she was a friendly girl hiding under the thug life.
She helped me unpack my bags and nicely place my clothes into my closet, then she excused herself and walked out; she promised to be back shortly.
Since I was exhausted and sweaty, I decided to grab a shower before she was back. The rooms were self-contained so I just took off my clothes and wrapped my towel around my beautiful body, then walked into the shower room; after all, it was a ladies' room.
As usual, I stayed in there admiring my still growing boobs as I carefully washed them and I took all the time I could get to admire myself.
After I was done washing, I walked back into the room with the towel around my body, stood by my closet and slowly released the towel to fall off as I took my body lotion from the closet.
Just then I looked at the mirror on the closet and I saw a guy lying on Tess' bed which was beside mine; I had not seen him because the closet was just after the washroom door......
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©Author George Haman