Chapter Six

As with Goddess Rowena, this also was not the best of days for Dr Dexter Bravo of the Institute of Advanced Scientific Studies at Taos, New Mexico. Usually his super genius could overcome everything and had now for years ranging back to maintaining a secret laboratory in his parent's home to finally dispatching his hated rival Dr Mandark Utonium. It happened in a freak and well timed (to the nanosecond, of course) black hole space drive implosion at the North American Space Administration facility located in Walla Walla, Washington. It wasn't too hard; he simply replaced a damaged time display circuit board with another one from the ACME Corporation, a prime contractor to NASA. Dexter knew that the chips designed by the renowned Dr W.E. Coyote were intended for entirely other uses, and would have a disastrous reaction when the Event Horizon Project was activated. The question was who was to be the one to flip the switch - a historical moment in man's quest for the stars. Dexter slyly argued just enough to get the arrogant prick to insist that he, and not Dexter, be the first one to turn on the interstellar space drive.

Mandark then entered the containment area while Dexter with the other scientists and technicians watched in anticipation of the moment. When all was in readiness, Mandark pushed the button - and everything distorted and warped out of control within seconds. As everyone looked on in horror, sirens and red alert flashers went off. A time-space-place anomaly had occurred due to the incorrect circuit board - A Vanishing Point the Agency of National Security staffer later called it. He took great pleasure in Mandark's last words, so often a cliché with the bastard - Dexter, I'm going to get you! But of course, he'd never get that chance being physically squeezed out of existence.

"And I hope to another dimension," Dexter thought, "the asinine jerk. One where he's a pet of some Mega Giantess and with no possibility of escape."

It was sort of a double victory for Dexter, aside from ridding himself of Mandark, at the same time got the badly wanted revenge on him that his beloved sister Deirdre desired as well from the wretch. She had never gotten over being used by Mandark some years before. It turned out it was not she he was interested in, but the secrets to his greatest discoveries.

"The swine," Dexter growled, "how dare he break her heart in such a base and low a manner. My sister is a wonderful and sweet Goddess, even if she is not super intelligent like me. Not her fault she got all the looks and street smarts in the family - the height, too."

His sister Deirdre, or Dee Dee as he affectionately liked to call her, was over six feet tall - six-three to be accurate - and a world famous supermodel. She was in constant demand by the clothing designers in Paris, London, Rome, Berlin, St Petersburg, New York and Los Angeles.

"Who would have thought she would have gone so far - but I did. I made certain of that with one of my greatest discoveries, the Fashionable Fashionist Prodiginator."

Not only did it create an aura of glamour and wonder in the subject - but also implanted a huge database of stored knowledge, more enough to have gotten them into any university of their choice. It was his special gift to her, and once used, she was unstoppable - finally fulfilling her heart felt wish to be just like her two idols, the supermodels Barbie Mattel and Malibu Stacy.

As young children, they had had their sibling rivalries, but in truth he did love her and she him. She just liked to pop his balloons every so often to get him to come out into the real world and away from his scientific Fortress of Solitude. However, by the time they were young adults they had become very good friends after all. Often, she tried to line him up with various girls, but he was so terribly shy and introverted - especially since he was so terribly short at only five-foot two inches tall.

Even so, she never gave up hope for him.

"You're a fine man, I just don't understand your problem dear brother. So what if you're so short and small, you're a world famous super genius - what girl in her right mind would turn you down?"

Even so, he just couldn't bring himself to come out of his shell and had buried himself in his work to avoid his hurtful problem with women. In truth, he longed to be as tall or even taller then his sister. His greatest dream was to journey to Island of the Beautiful, Brainy and Buffed Woman - better known to the world as the Republic of Themiscyra. Wisely governed by impressive Amazons, the island nation was located in the tropical Pacific Ocean. In addition, they only wanted men of superior intellect as mates and the fathers of their exceptionally gifted children. Although they had formally invited him to emigrate on more then one occasion, he just couldn't do it. He was ashamed of his fireplug-sized physique and wanted something far grander to be the kind of man that was worthy of their awesome supersexy attention.

"Just like my childhood superhero Major Glory - the leader of the Justice Avengers. Along with the mighty Norse God of Rock and Roll, Vall-Hallen and The Infraggable Krunk, no one could stop those three or the rest of their team in saving the world. Especially the ever lovely Jessica Runner - the Purple Damsel of Power as the Savage She-Krunk - what a super-gal, tall, femuscular and a computer research scientist, too."

Many a time he had vigorously argued by email with Awesome Comics editors that she should be the girl friend of Major Glory and not The Infraggable Krunk. The Krunk as heroes went was a great guy, but in comparison to Major Glory, he was just a technician by the name of Logan Sandman. While working one night and crawling around on the insides of a government Univac 5000 computer a mysterious black thunderstorm boiled up. Lighting flashed and a super powerful bolt struck a transformer sending its high voltage into the laboratory - and directly to the computer Sandman was working on. It resulted in the total destruction of the entire facility - a 24-bit True Color purple fireball that went a mile high. However, Sandman survived and was zapped with enough Delta radiation from all of the monitors and the other surrounding top secret electronic gizmos that it transformed him into The Infraggable Krunk.

It was then that Dexter came back to reality. He knew his wishes for personal stature and super smart muscle gals had to wait - years in fact. He had to make it to a position of power and preeminence to create what he wanted. Now he had it within his grasp and yet it seemed to be eluding him. Real world growth!

"Computer, what is the status of the final test results on the Ãœbermass Project?"

"Seventy-four percent within acceptable limits," responded the machine in its feminine monotone. "However, all medical indications show that the formula is not ready for Human use. Harmful mutations would prevent it from being practical for safe use."

"Damn damn damn - I just cannot get the correct molecular bond. I've tried just about everything," he sobbed holding his head in between his hands in frustration. "So why doesn't it work?"

"Unknown," the computer replied.

"Of course it's unknown, stupid computer - that's the whole problem. I am the world's greatest super genius - it's only a matter of time before I discover it, but I want it now!"

"Want it now - does not compute," the machine answered.

"Arggggggg! Never mind computer. I will have to try and start fresh tomorrow."

Here inside the institute he was large, tall and powerful - towering over everything and everyone. However, in the real world - a brainy shrimp. Moreover, he hated it. At this he left his laboratory and entered the institute's living area. Being on the grounds as much as he was and because of reputation for his greatest discoveries, they had arranged for his quarters to be located close by to his work.

"Tonight I will relax after supper, but what to do afterwards? There is nothing scheduled on my TV listing printout . . ."

He then noticed his copy of Expanded Horizons, his favorite fantasy growth magazine on one of the laboratory tables.

"Funny I don't remember bringing that in here today."

He picked it up on his way out. While Dexter walked down the corridor, he looked again at the cover. It was the Summer Special issue with a cover page featuring a close up shot of a Giantess by the name of April Hunter overlooking the ruins of some ancient city in Old Mexico.

"I have it, I will have some well needed socialization with some like minded people. I think it will do me a great deal of good, too. Maybe something will come to me."

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Online chat was Dexter's idea of socialization - it being very safe from his point of view. No one, especially a girl had to see what he looked like or he her. They could let their imaginations run wild and frequently did. He accessed the Infonet and headed to the IRT channels he frequented for chat with like-minded people. Normally he would go to the scientific or tech rooms but his secret pleasure was to talk to females of the muscular and smart disposition. And his most favorite of rooms was #Giantess-Scientists for they like to role play as larger powerful women but at the same time the willing slaves of someone like himself. They always made him fell tall and strong as much as super smart.

As he logged onto the server his password protected nickname kicked in - MegaSuperGenius and was auto Op'd by HyperSmartNet. Most of the others he normally chatted with were already here including SuperCecilia, 100FtWoman or MsMarvelous, but they seemed to be occupied with other chatters tonight. His most special of friends Amazon_Diana seemed to be missing and Dexter felt a great disappointment at that fact when he inquired about her - the others told him she had not been in today. He really like her and the very special relationship they shared - even secretly loved her. Then suddenly he noticed a new nick a Goddess_Rowena and she apparently was already messaging him, too. Intrigued by her nick he accepted the request for a private chat with her . . .

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"And this low life thug leader was under the impression you were carrying a great deal of money?" asked Goddess Giselle - musing over the information.

"Yes," I answered, "I suppose it could mean the people they were after had gone by a different route, but . . ."

"But you don't think so."

"No," put in Tanya, "he seemed very certain that we were it. Almost like he knew what we looked like. But that's not possible."

"Perhaps, perhaps not if she's here," Giselle commented, lost in thought.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

She looked at us again and smiled gently, "Let me worry about it - you two have had enough condensed on your plate as it is."

"Sure - I trust your judgement."

"Alright Goddess," Tanya said, "you know what's best."

"Yes, I certainly do. Now about this matter of your union . . . you are married, you know by your actions."

"I think we did, in a way," I said apprehensively. "However, I don't like the idea of shacking up together. I think a proper ceremony would be only fair to Tanya. Sounds so old-fashioned but . . ."

"Thank you," Tanya smiled, "you really are a noble Knight, but darling it's really not necessary on my part. Words do not make a relationship, people do - and we have one now."

"Ah, but it is my dear," Goddess Giselle said wisely, "proper formalities and so forth. Moreover, your champion is trying to do right by you - never turn down such a chance when it is offered with an open and loving heart. Even so, to make Kevin feel better, how about letting me handle it? I am a Deity after all - who better to perform such a mystical ritual?"

We both agreed to her suggestion and did so. It felt odd in a way being stark naked but she was a Deity after all, and in a way it seemed fitting for we were by nature now a Titan and Titaness. We knelt down before her towering body and she placed her hands upon our heads and began.

"Do you take this man Tanya? To love, guide, protect and stand by him?"

Tanya smiled and took my hand, "With all my heart and soul Goddess."

"And you young man, do you take this woman - To love, guide, protect and stand by her?"

"Yes Goddess with all my heart and soul," I replied honestly.

"Thus it so under the all-seeing eyes of the Supreme One, and I announce you man and wife. My blessings upon you both. And that children is the Reader's Digest version used by all Good Hearted and Loving Goddesses."

We both laughed, saying, "You certainly are a Goddess, Giselle. And thank you."

"Now, since you two kids have had your honeymoon, after a fashion, backwards to the ceremony . . . tsk tsk, these modern times - fast food, fast cars, fast courtships and fast marriages. Later you two will have to take a real honest to Zed one - but only when it's safe to do so. For now, how about I take care of your arrangements and so forth. Less wear and tear on you Tanya to move to Kevin's house. He had plenty of unused rooms and your apartment is not a place to live for two. Plus one big old tomcat."

"Alright, Goddess," said Tanya, "you overpower me - I trust you."

"Good, then it's done."

"Already?" I asked - amazed.

"Hey, I'm a Goddess, it's," she clicked her fingers, "a snap. Although your cat Joshua had some rather choice comments about my moving all that stuff just now."

"He would, the cranky wretch."

"Yes, but a lovable and sweet one. He'll have a great deal more to occupy his time exploring, inspecting a whole new landscape of alien objects. No doubt he'll wear out his sniffer, too."

"Probably, and he'll have to get his 2000 mile nose check up afterwards."

"Oh and you, Tanya have been just recently promoted to office head at the university. Seems your advancement was being held up by some jerk in personnel that didn't like the idea of aggressive females in positions of power. In particular you, my dear one. I convinced him the error of his ways. Consider it a wedding gift."

"Oh how so Goddess?" Tanya asked, curious now. "I've been wondering why it's been so screwed up in coming through."

"After I suddenly appeared to him at his home I shrank the clown down to the size of six inches - then restored him. Told him as I held him in the palm of my hand, that if he acted that way in future, I would leave him that way. From the expression on his face and his most solemn of oaths, I don't think he'll ever do that again to any woman."

"You're too much," Tanya laughed.

"Yes, true, I am - but then I'm a Goddess of the IRT. I have to be off now. But I'll check in again later after you two get back home."

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Dexter was still in a daze after chatting with Goddess Rowena for a while - he still couldn't believe it, but it had to be true - she really was a Goddess.

"She even knew about my warping Mandark out of existence. Nobody knew about that, nobody period."

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[Goddess_Rowena]: Well, dear don't get your shorts into a knot, I'm not here to get you into trouble, but here to help you out.

[MegaSuperGenius]: How so? I mean . . . this is amazing. I . . .

[Goddess_Rowena]: I know all about your life long wish. How about I tell you what you need to fix your problems with the Ãœbermass Project? It's very simple when you think about it. All you have to do is apply . . .

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Moreover, as she described the method of refinement in his mind, he could see it - the molecular bond would work! Moreover, once applied to a Human form - the results would be astonishing. Growth to impossibly gigantic levels - just like he dreamed about. After he thanked the Goddess he was off to his laboratory. Something like this just couldn't wait. He had to find out as soon as possible . . .

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After Goddess Rowena logged off, she laughed at how easy he had been to manipulate.

"Took my offer like a staving man shown a feast. Once he completes his complete the work, then I will put the second stage into action."

She caught up on her Mega Email as well as surfed the Infonet for any other relevant information that pertained to her interests - of work or of pleasure.

"Such a pity that those thugs didn't get the job done on time, but I didn't count on Giselle enhancing the female so soon into a Junoesque superwoman. Alternatively, releasing the male to his own Hulk-like powers. Oh well they paid for their failure - she beat the living crap out of them all. It didn't take much to leave a convenient email for the gang leader to see - a story about a pair of embezzlers carrying a fantastic amount of cash . . ."

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Giselle was frankly concerned about her two protégés, but for now there was nothing she could do except to carry on and not let the two young people be burdened with worry.

"I just know that confrontation was Rowena's work, it's too much like her to use such scum. I still remember to this day how she used a similar group of male trash to force her target to transform into a 100-foot Giantess and wreck unholy havoc on the people of her city. She must have figured that Kevin and Tanya were not fully enhanced and thus vulnerable. Good thing I did change them when I did, otherwise those two would be dead now and their world would have lost its greatest hope for the future. I must track that bitch down and have it out with her before it's too late."

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"Sir," said a monitoring Decurion, "we're detecting increases across the Goddess IRT links and two in particular, Goddess Giselle's and a new one established by Goddess Rowena. Slow and steady, but it is there and building up well above the recorded norm for average usage."

"Interesting," commented the Tribune, "Goddess DeniseH said there might be and to keep a sharp eye out for it. Therefore, as per the orders of the Overlady of the Civil Administration Directorate, Code 1984 will be strictly followed in this matter. Maintain an Orwell tap on all accounts and actions, then log them for the Domain archives. She'll be expecting us to make a full status report on what is transpiring. Especially for God AlexG since it now concerns his sphere of authority as Guardian-Knight of the Realm and Overlord of the Security Directorate."

"Aye sir, I will make it so."

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Late in the afternoon Kevin and Tanya decided to check out rather then spend another night at the hotel. They both agreed that they had to be back on Monday for work, Kevin at MegaFoods and Tanya at her new university position. Both as they independently drove back in their own cars wondered what Monday would bring for the both of them. It only could be good - or so they hoped.