The 1960s….

In the short time that Ray Palmer had been the Atom, he had helped his girlfriend Jean Loring with legal cases, been invited to join the Justice League of America, and visited a microscopic world. He had begun to think that he had seen it all, until he saw something quite unexpected: the Atom.

Ray was working in his laboratory one day, when a six inch man appeared in front of him and landed on the laboratory bench. The man’s clothing looked surprisingly familiar. He had a costume very similar to Ray’s Atom uniform, but with one major difference: The face mask did not cover his hair.

“Don’t worry, Ray,” said the little man, “Just let me explain.”

“By all means,” said Ray, and sat down on a stool.

“I’m you from over 20 years in your future.”

“That explains a lot of first impressions,” said Ray, and then asked the thing which was foremost on his mind, “Do Jean and I get married?”

“Yes, but if you don’t take my advice, you also get divorced. That’s why I’m here. As history stands so far, I spent too much time playing super hero, both with and without the Justice League of America. I spent too much time and money working on scientific experiments, and I even spent too much time (pun intended here) in the past, using Professor Alpheus V Hyatt’s Time Pool without his permission. It took him a while to forgive that. Jean was lonely, and a home wrecker from her office moved in while Ray was out saving the world. They tried to make it work, but recently, for me that is, Jean and I talked alone. She said that I remained her one true love. She went on to say that she came to understand that her times of waiting for Ray to take a break from science and super heroes during our marriage years were really only a reciprocated echo of the time that I (as you) waited while she put her career ahead of the chance to get married to you. She’ll still come to realize that in time, but you have to spend the time with her. Believe me, the outcome is too horrific to contemplate if you don’t.”

He would never tell Ray 1960s just how horrific. A tribe of alien visitors including Ray 1980s’ new girlfriend Laethwen all murdered by members of the CIA who were controlled by an evil global secret society. The CIA operatives had learned Ray’s identity in the 1980s, learned of his romance with Laethwen, and incinerated his tribe behind his back, so that the Atom would return to the United States and assist the CIA. After he had learned this, Ray had permanently shrunk the CIA members and left them to make their way in a world of relative giants.

“You’re telling me I should change my future and your past, to save a marriage with a woman you claim was an unfaithful wife… will be one to me,” said 1960s Ray.

“She made a mistake, regretted it, and wished we could undo the damage, to both of us. What she didn’t know is that I’d never told her of the Time Pool.”

“Of course, that’s how you’re here!” said Ray 1960s.

“Yes. I had many adventures with that, exploring the past and learning about history … only to waste what has become my past with Jean. You could change that,” said Atom 1980s.

“So what do I do?” asked Ray, “That Time Pool in particular would go to waste without someone my size to assist Professor Hyatt, even if he doesn’t know he’s being assisted.”

“There is someone else your size, smaller actually,” said Atom 1980s, “I talked to him in my time. He was considered a super villain in the 1960s, but he trusted me with secrets which revealed that he was not truly malevolent, that he could change his ways and work for good instead. I refer to the Mouse Man.”

“I heard a fair bit about him from Wonder Woman. He’s barely out of his teens,” said Ray 1960s, “Would he really reform in my time?”

“That and earlier times,” said Atom 1980s, “I’m convinced that he could aid Professor Hyatt openly, if you could arrange his release from the cage in which Wonder Woman imprisoned him. Not only that, but Professor Hyatt could operate the Time Pool with full awareness of the Mouse Man’s presence in the past, and extract him back to the present. Professor Hyatt would not be able to see the Mouse Man’s activities in the past, but he could still use the Time Pool to return Mouse Man to the present at some arbitrary ‘time’ of Professor Hyatt’s choosing.”

“I don’t know how I’ll get Wonder Woman to go for it,” said Ray 1960s.

“You just ask her to remit the Mouse Man into your custody,” said Atom 1980s, “Wonder Woman will probably assume that you want him to work with you in your Atom identity on a scientific experiment requiring another person of your own size. That would be enough to ease her concerns. In fact, the equally safe reality will be that the Mouse Man (whose future self has guaranteed the benevolent reform potential of his past self) can be trusted to work with Professor Hyatt.

“I’ll do it,” said Ray 1960s, “I can’t lose Jean, and it sounds like I’m doing Wonder Woman a favour, if she won’t have to worry about a fourth encounter with an unreformed Mouse Man.”

“I’ll fill you in on the fine points, and then I’ll really have to return to my time,” said Atom 1980s.

Ray 1960s activated the size controls that reduced him to six inch size and made his costume visible to the naked eye. The Atoms of two times talked for a while, and then the 1980s Atom seemed to disappear through a hole in the air.

“So that’s what it looks like when I do that with Professor Hyatt’s Time Pool,” thought Atom 1960s.

At the next Justice League of America meeting, the Atom waited for a suitable opportunity to talk to Wonder Woman alone, and then explained his need for the Mouse Man’s assistance in a top secret experiment.

Wonder Woman’s mouth opened wide as she laughed.

“It would be good to see him out of that cage and serving the same cause you do,” she said, “He was too funny to remain in the ranks of my bitterest enemies. He’s yours.”

Ray soon introduced the Mouse Man to Professor Hyatt, and explained that he believed the two could work together to make time travel beneficial for the study of history. Ray then began to make changes in his own life. He limited his involvement with the Justice League of America. He left time travel to the Mouse Man. He limited his time in the laboratory, and he made one more change, which only seemed fair, given what he’d learned about the potential Jean Loring of 1983.

Ray told Jean that he was the Atom, that he had been helping her with her legal cases to speed up her availability. He asked her to seize the moment and decide whether career advancement was more important than their love for each other. This time Jean was happy to advance their engagement, and the Paul Hoben of 1983 would find a partner elsewhere, without destroying one of the greatest potential romances of Super Hero and wife.

The Mouse Man worked with Professor Hyatt until they were able to modify the Time Pool enough to send a small person to a specifically chosen point in time. Both of them agreed that it would be interesting to send someone back millions of years, to see prehistoric eras. Professor Hyatt set the machine to take the Mouse Man back millions of years.

The Mouse Man went through the Time Pool and hit some strange force which bounced him back to Professor Hyatt’s laboratory in the 1960s, his present.

“Professor, what happened?” asked the Mouse Man.

“According to the instruments, you only went back about 6000 years,” said Professor Hyatt.

“But the world’s been evolving for millions of years, and so have we,” said the Mouse Man.

“That’s what many scientists have believed,” said Professor Hyatt, “But there is another school of thought, one which was often frowned on. Nonetheless, I learned it: The size of the sun has been decreasing at a rate that can only be measured over hundreds of years, but measured nonetheless. My calculations confirm that, if the sun had been around millions of years ago, it would have been so large, that it would have touched the earth and burnt it to a cinder long before the 20th Century. A number of Christians among the scientific community believe that the world was literally created by God in six days, just as Genesis records.”

“Then why is evolution so popular?” asked Mouse Man.

“Because it leads people away from any belief in intelligent design by a benevolent creator God. Evolution is widely taught in universities throughout the world, so that Christianity can be undermined, atheism can be fueled, and people can be turned away from any thought of a master designer calling them into a relationship with Him. Some believe that demons themselves are responsible for the spread of atheism and evolution. The fact that you just hit some sort of obstruction in the time stream 6000 years or so ago implies to me that creation must have indeed begun back then.”

“If that’s true, it may not be our right for me to try to witness THAT,” said Mouse Man, “Could you send me back to some time shortly after the flooding events in the time of Noah’s Ark? We could debate the origin of the world and of human beings indefinitely, but I’d rather just go back and see what’s happened in the 6000 years we can access.”

“I formed the same conclusion myself,” said Professor Hyatt, “I’ll see what we can do next.”

The most amusing verse in the Bible to me says:

“In the spring time, when kings traditionally go off to war…”

And so we find ourselves as readers of the following account.

A few decades after Noah left the ark…

The Mouse Man found himself in a kingdom where many men were off fighting an ancient war. One man had stayed behind, an evil man named Vandar Adg. He had abandoned his military post and snuck back to the kingdom. Even the king had gone to fight, leaving the women to perform the menial chores of the kingdom.

As the Mouse Man, too small to be observed by either the uncouth looking Vandar Adg or the women of the kingdom, continued to monitor the city from thousands of years ago, he saw a strange light approaching from the sky at great speed. Then, as it drew closer, he realized it was an object, a comet that came incredibly close to the earth’s surface, without actually striking it. The young 1960s Mouse Man, Vandar Adg and all of the women were bathed a strange light, and then the comet left the vicinity of earth, to continue its journey through the universe, not returning to earth again until the 30th Century, where its effects would slow down the aging process of the Legion of Super-Heroes, so that many of them would be called ‘Lad’ or ‘Boy’ or ‘Kid’ long after their initial debut as teenage super heroes.

For now, the Mouse Man was unable to feel the effects of the comet’s rays, but continued to walk through the city looking at the women’s reactions to the sudden appearance and disappearance of the comet. Then he saw someone who seemed strangely familiar. The woman wore no lipstick, in accordance with the people of her time period. Her hair was somewhat longer than that of the average 1960s woman, reaching halfway down her back. Yet she was six foot four and, in her primitive way, very beautiful.

“Wonder Woman!” he thought, “I’d heard she was older than she looked, but how can this be? She’s been alive from this time until my time and still looks like a 34 year old in the 1960s.”

Vandar Adg would go on to realize that the comet had stopped him from aging. He would leave the kingdom and wander the world and become its most enduring criminal, later taking the name Vandal Savage.

The women would watch their husbands return from war, some dead, some alive. Yet all of those women would outlive their husbands. The unmarried women would take husbands too, but in the end, all of them would see their husbands die of old age, while they remained young. A few of them were prepared to live discrete lives in human history, remarrying only men of high risk occupations, so that the chances of seeing their husbands grow old and die would be unlikely.

Most of the women knew that they could only continue on in isolation. Having married once, and seen the outcome, they dared not marry again, nor live with men at all, as what became known as ‘Man’s World’ was subject to normal aging processes.

They retreated to an uncharted island in the vicinity of what became ancient Greece. They called it Paradise Island, and settled there. Cut off from mainstream society, they were unable to read the creation stories which Moses eventually recorded in the Pentateuch (the first five books of the Bible, namely Genesis, Exodus, Numbers, Leviticus and Deuteronomy), and unaware that the comet had caused their aging to stop, they soon believed the ancient Babylonian myths of the pagan goddess Aphrodite. Without Christian men to lead them, they built their entire culture around belief in a goddess who didn’t exist.

The comet’s effects on women were not singular. Unlike Vandar Adg, the women found their speed and strength and intelligence dramatically increased. In time, they called themselves Amazons, and in the 1940s, they would encounter a wounded Major Steve Trevor, who would win the heart of their named Princess Diana for the first time in thousands of years. Diana would return to Man’s World and assist him as both Diana Prince and Wonder Woman. In the 1960s, she would have three encounters with the Mouse Man.

The time travelling Mouse Man knew none of this, but his trip to the past had exposed him to the historical rays of the comet too. He would now never age beyond 23. He had not been able to give Professor Hyatt any information that would have revealed the true origins of the Amazons (as he did not know it himself). Yet he was back in the 1960s having arrested his own aging process.

In the years ahead, he made more journeys to the past. The next was to the 6th Century BC, where he witnessed an extraordinary adventure: An ancient king named Nebuchadnezzar had a dream, which he could not understand. Yet it made a significant impression on him. He called every magician, fortune teller, mystic and witch and medium in his kingdom to his palace and asked them to both tell him the content of his bizarre dream and its explanation. None of them could do it. In a rage, the king had them all put to death. Finally, four followers of God named Daniel, Shadrach, Mesach and Abednego were miraculously able to tell the king the content of a dream which he had not related to anyone, and to explain it.

Hiding in the king’s court, the Mouse Man heard the explanation unfolding.

“It’s a prophecy covering every era in human history from 6th Century BC down to 20th Century AD,” thought Mouse Man, “It predicts every major world power, the failed attempts to reunite the nations of Europe right down to Hitler’s time … all in cryptic prophetic language that churches in my time are only beginning to understand in the light of historical hindsight. God gave this dream to King Nebuchadnezzar, and then then gave only his people the means to understand it. Everyone involved in occult based magic and psychic powers ended up helpless and dead. Boy will Professor Hyatt be amazed at this!”

Mouse Man returned to the 1960s and related all that he had discovered.

He made more visits to the past, and saw Jason Blood involve himself with a magician and become possessed by a demon, condemned to centuries of unholy war with supernatural powers. He saw Zatanna’s mother Sindella die as a result of involvement in magic. There were numerous examples, and every case, he saw that occult based power led eventually to tragedy and despair.

By 1977, he had made many notes with Professor Hyatt and had many discussions.

“I don’t get it,” said Mouse Man at last, “Why do magical powers always lead to awful outcomes and/or death? I would have thought that such powers enabled people to stave off such troubles.”

“I’ve been studying the Bible more since you first hit the creation wall at the beginning of time,” said Professor Hyatt, “Deuteronomy Chapter 18 has one of the scariest warnings, and the most ignored warning, in all of the Bible.”

Professor Hyatt read it aloud:

‘Don’t sacrifice your children in the fires on your altars. Don’t let your people practice divination or look for omens or use spells or charms, and don’t let them consult the spirits of the dead. The Lord your God hates people who do these disgusting things, and that is why he is driving those nations out of the land as you advance. Be completely faithful to the Lord.’

“But people haven’t been,” Professor Hyatt went on, “Demons have made the occult more popular than ever, and everything you’ve reported from 6th Century BC down to present day has given us a unique insight into the consequences.”

“But Wonder Woman has a magic lasso, and she only fights for good. Think of all the good she’s done,” said the Mouse Man.

“It’s an indication of how far you’ve come, that you can say that of the woman who defeated you three times in the 1960s,” said Professor Hyatt.

“I was acting out the wrong way back then. She had a right to catch me and imprison me,” said Mouse Man, “And I’m grateful to you and the Atom for giving me a new chance all these years.”

“All these years!” said Professor Hyatt, “Do you realize that it’s been over a decade!”

“Sure,” said Mouse Man.

“But you haven’t aged.”

“Wonder Woman hasn’t aged in thousands of years,” said Mouse Man, “Oh! … That’s it. The only common experience we’ve had is the exposure to the passing comet in that time when I was back in the past! I must have met Wonder Woman when she was in her thirties. I was 23, and neither of us have aged since exposure to the comet stopped it, if it was the comet.”

“It’s the only theory that makes any sense,” said Professor Hyatt, “But who are we to know what tragedy might not already have become of Wonder Woman’s use of a magical weapon?”

Neither of them were aware that Wonder Woman was soon to undergo the greatest tragedy of all. Steve Trevor would die, permanently. Diana had been widowed when she outlived her aging husband thousands of years earlier. Now she would see her second love die before they could ever marry.

“Then she must be warned,” said Mouse Man, “But she’ll never believe that one of her earlier enemies would have a benevolent motive for asking her to give up one of her most potent weapons.”

The Biblical history lesson’s been wrapped up now, and we move on to giantess vore and Super Hero adventure, fan fiction style.

“She will if I vouch for you, and if we tell her what you learned of her early life. Only the Time Pool could have made that possible. She’d have to believe you then,” said Professor Hyatt.

“What if all this Bible stuff is just religious conjecture?” asked Mouse Man, “You haven’t really disproved evolution completely. What about Giganta? Professor Zool apparently evolved her from a gorilla.”

“Why don’t you go back and find out?” asked Professor Hyatt, “I can send you back to what must have been the gorilla’s early years, if she was a gorilla. If she was a girl all along, then she’ll be a young adult girl. I’ve accessed records of where Zool claims to have found her. Zool and I once moved in the same circles of scientists.”

So the Mouse Man was soon sent back in time and space, with the use of the Time Pool’s latest setting. He reconnoitered the area until he came upon what was undoubtedly a beautiful eight foot tall red haired young woman..

“Giganta! But you’re not supposed to be a girl in this time!” said Mouse Man.

“That’s a cryptic comment, coming from a rather small guy!” said Giganta, “You seem to know my nickname. What’s yours with a costume like that? Rodeo Rodent?”

“It’s Mouse Man,” said the erstwhile villain, as Giganta’s huge hand lifted him up and dangled him in front of her face.

“Mouth Man indeed!” she laughed.

“No disrespect intended, but I didn’t know you lisped,” said Mouse Man.

“I don’t,” said Giganta, and opened her mouth wide.

As he watched, he found himself heading slowly into her mouth.

“What are you doing?” he called in surprise.

He saw Giganta’s laughing tongue stretched out in front of him, as she vocalized her pleasure in what she was planning.

“Oh you can’t be serious!” he said, as he suddenly felt her moist tongue making contact below him.

Mouse Man looked back at the top of her throat.

“I’m in an eight foot tall woman’s mouth!” he thought, “So much for her being a gorilla. It obviously wasn’t true, but I’m about to be swallowed by the latest living evidence to disprove evolution.”

For some reason it was getting harder and harder to maintain the same position on her tongue. He felt himself sliding towards the back of it. He pushed out at her side teeth, sending himself forward on her tongue, or backward from the point of view of his own body, but he knew it was futile delay of the inevitable. If Giganta intended to swallow him, then her huge mouth would have no trouble at all in dispatching his permanently shrunken body.

Was she merely teasing him, or would she do it? She was a known criminal in his time, but this Giganta had never heard of the Mouse Man. She might not even have yet heard of Wonder Woman, even though the Amazon had been active in Man’s World since the 1940s.

He realized that Giganta was merely playing with him. The Tongue of War would end whenever she chose to end it. At that point she would either remove him from her mouth or-

Suddenly he saw that the angle of her tongue was now sloping downwards in front of him, much more than hit had been before. He slid helplessly down and into her throat. He felt the most incredibly powerful pressure as the huge woman began gulping against his diminutive struggling efforts to resist. Each time he was able to hold his position for up to thirty seconds, and would then be gulped down another two or three inches.

Giganta was winning. She would eventually have him in her stomach. It was only a matter of time.

And time was what saved him. Just as he reached the bottom of her throat, he found himself pulled back into 1977.

“What a vore star spectacular!” he thought, as Professor Hyatt greeted him with interest.

He kept the matter of his having been eaten to himself, but said that he had been confused by an eight foot human girl Giganta in the late 1950s.

“Was she or was she not a gorilla at some point?” Professor Hyatt asked, “Will we ever know?”

“You could send me to a slightly later point in time, and I’ll stick around unseen and observe,” said Mouse Man, who figured that Giganta would be convinced that she had eaten him for good.

She would not expect him to return from her future.

As he secretly observed Giganta in the past, he saw that Gorilla Grodd, who had at that point not yet first encountered the Flash, had made a secret visit from Gorilla City to the outside world. He heard Grodd tell of the city and its scientifically advanced culture.

“So the Amazons aren’t the only unusual race of beings living in a hidden location,” thought Mouse Man.

Giganta talked of her dreams of criminal conquest too.

“I could use a willing assistant,” said Grodd, “But could I trust a human? I do have a metamorphic machine, that could turn you into an ape.”

“An ape! You must be kidding,” said Giganta.

“I suppose so,” said Grodd, “Though it’s a shame. You must be the finest physical specimen on the planet among humans. You’d have made quite an ape.”

“You’re probably not the sanest ally I could count on,” said Giganta, and turned to walk away.

Grodd suddenly struck her from behind and knocked her out. As Mouse Man looked on, the super gorilla took her to his machine and forced her to become an ape. He promised to return her to normal, but only after she had aided him in his crimes.

Mouse Man was pulled back to the present by the Time Pool, and told Professor Hyatt all he had learned so far. Both of them agreed that the best way to learn the rest of Giganta’s origin was to send Mouse Man back to when Grodd first fought the Flash. Mouse Man made the journey and learned that Grodd’s clashes with the Flash distracted him from any further conspiratorial interaction with Giganta. In fact it was Professor Zool who found the ape and put her through the same tests as Zool had already performed on a number of other apes.

Zool was a believer in evolution, and when he turned Giganta into a human, he was convinced that he had evolved her. In fact, all he had done was restore a girl to her true form. As only Mouse Man and Giganta now knew, Giganta hadn’t been evolved from a gorilla. She had been temporarily metamorphosed into one and then the process had been reversed by a scientist who never knew her true origin.

“Who knows what would have happened if she had wanted to join Grodd’s banana republic willingly,” thought the Mouse Man, who was now finally ready to take the Bible at its word on every issue, despite the prevalence of the supernatural events he had seen in human history.

1978 came around, and Mouse Man knew that he had to stop Wonder Woman from continuing to use her magic lasso. He hadn’t seen her for so many years, and they had been opponents back then, except for the Diana who hadn’t noticed his presence thousands of years in the past. Even after all his amazing adventures in time and space, the Mouse Man had to psyche himself up.

Though not as tall as Giganta, nor as bulky, Wonder Woman was taller than most men. She had great speed, though not in the super speed category of the Flash, super strength, though not to the extent of Superman, and great intelligence. The last time he’d seen her had been when she handed him over to the Atom.

Was there any reason to hope that she would not think he’d gone back to crime, if he asked her to do away with her magic lasso? Could he really save her from the fate of all who involved themselves with the occult?

Days of prevaricating were interrupted when Professor Hyatt called his attention to an important newscast.

“Here atop the United Nations building, the Cheetah has bound Wonder Woman in her own magic lasso and is threatening to throw her to her death unless the U.N. meets her billion dollar ransom demand,” said Clark Kent for WGBS, “Can even Wonder Woman survive a fall from that height under such conditions?”

What Clark could not tell anyone was that he had never been so unable to sneak off and change to Superman. Could he subtly use his super breath at an angle, to cushion Wonder Woman’s fall, if Cheetah made good her threat?

Mouse Man had no idea that Clark Kent even was Superman.

“I’ve got to help,” said Mouse Man, “Send me there.”

“I can’t move you in space without some time displacement as well,” said Professor Hyatt, “I’ve always sent you back years at a time. I’d have to recalibrate it to send you back only a few minutes.”

“Then let’s do it,” said Mouse Man.

Soon he arrived on his shortest trip back in time, just beside the bound body of Wonder Woman, while Cheetah had her back to the Amazon. Cheetah was yelling her threat through a foghorn to the crowds and reporters below.

Wonder Woman gaped in surprise at the Mouse Man’s sudden appearance.

“Explain later,” he whispered into her ear, “I’ve got to untie you quickly. It’s the only way you’ll have the strength to stop her. As soon as I’ve done it, you have to stop her without using the lasso.”

Mouse Man scurried around her body, undoing the lasso, until Wonder Woman was free. Then he jumped out of the way, and watched the Amazon jump to her feet, and head lock Cheetah from behind.

“Impossible! Who got up here to help you” she snarled, as Wonder Woman forced her away from the edge and turned her around, “Mouse Man! But why would you help Wonder Woman?”

“Let’s go, Cheetah,” said Wonder Woman, and marched the villainess towards the greatest invention of Amazonian science: her telepathically controlled invisible plane.

Wonder Woman flew Cheetah down to police, and then returned to collect Mouse Man and the lasso.

“I’ve so much to tell you. You’ve got to get rid of that,” said Mouse Man, “Atom’s project was a time travel machine.”

Mouse Man explained everything he had learned about the history of the occult and the dangers of magic, and finally watched her surprise as he told of his visit to the city where her younger self lived at the time of the comet, and how it had stopped them both from aging.

“I never knew Vandar Adg, but he must have become Vandal Savage,” said Wonder Woman.

“You have so many powers from the comet, which are innately in your own body. Can you believe me about the lasso?” asked the Mouse Man.

“I do. You either saved my life or the United Nations’ billion dollars,” said Wonder Woman.

“Cheetah was homicidal,” said Mouse Man.

“She did raise one interesting question though,” said Wonder Woman.

“What was that?” asked Mouse Man.

“She worded it as to ask why you saved me. An equal question of consistency would be why you fought against me so much when we first met.”

“Well I’ve reformed.”

“But you’ve done more than stay out of trouble. You’ve helped advance man’s knowledge with time travel, and performed a heroic deed for which I can never repay you. It just doesn’t make sense that you’d once have been willing to … “

“Be a super villain? Well I think Professor Hyatt’s Christian influence changed me too.”

“But why the short career of crime in the first place?”

“Do you really think I should tell you?”

“Yes.”

“I was a boy in the 1950s. I grew up with such a massive crush on you from everything I saw on the news reels, but why would Wonder Woman be interested in me? I was just a kid, and you had …”

“Steve…”

“And my immature self found the one way to interact with you was to become the one thing that would get your attention: a criminal. In some ways I even loved it every time you caught me. At least I was in your hands …. Your lovely hands.”

“You’ll never age, never die like Steve,” she said.

He wondered why she was taking notice of that now.

“Does this mean you might … like me?” asked the Mouse Man.

“I did have Steve back then, until very recently, but I must admit I did always think you were so cute. Do you still have the ability to make me your size temporarily?”

“I guess so. I haven’t used it in the past. I was just an observer with the time pool most of the time, but it should work, but wouldn’t Wonder Woman be stronger at full size?”

“Yes, but Diana would like to hug you.”

He realized that she was now holding him right in front of her lips. Mouse Man’s dreams were all coming true in that moment. He reached out a little, gripped her lower lip in his hands, pulled himself a little closer. Sensing his intentions, she moved her palm closer to straighten him up, and let him kiss her full sized lip. He enjoyed and then drew back.

“Thank you so much for forgiving my early days,” said Mouse Man, “You can only imagine how long I’ve always wanted to do that, every time we were fighting.”

“I think I did too, at some subconscious level, even while all that was going on”, said Diana.

“Really?” asked Mouse Man.

“Yes, but as far as I knew, you were a super villain, and I was somewhat spoken for until last year.”

“Well at least neither of us have lost any years to aging, though it has been a long time.”

They began to date, and the Mouse Man would enjoy both the size differential aspects of kissing a relative giantess and the size compatible aspects of cuddling a temporarily shrunken Wonder Woman.

To his delight, Diana began wearing beautiful long elegant dark blue or black dresses and low heeled shoes for their dates, removing her bracelets and tiara and covering her Wonder Woman costume’s other parts completely. Some of the dresses were sleeveless. Some had long sleeves and some had short. Each of them complemented her beauty in slightly different ways.

He loved the sight of the towering Diana at home in her beautiful dresses as she cooked and served their meals. He loved sitting on her bare shoulder, looking at the side of her cheek or feeling her giant kisses. How many men would have gladly married her for a few decades of happiness, had she remained in Man’s World and made her condition public? Yet she had saved her widowed self, only for Steve Trevor and now for the Mouse Man himself, who had the same condition by virtue of time travel back to a critical moment.

He was even able to dispel any of Diana’s belief in the idea that Giganta had been born a gorilla. He left out the details of his having been eaten by the young woman who went on to become Wonder Woman’s eight foot enemy.

Giganta herself had no reason to believe that the Mouse Man she had once eaten was the same Mouse Man who had subsequently fought Wonder Woman in the 1960s. However, she never forgot that meal, and wondered about this apparently new Mouse Man and began to think of getting her hands on him. For that she would have to take on Wonder Woman, and the chances of winning were very remote.  

Giganta had watched the news coverage of Cheetah’s United Nations battle with Wonder Woman. Mouse Man’s involvement had been undetected, because of his size, but Giganta knew that Cheetah would be the best person to help her deal with Wonder Woman, in order to enable Giganta to get at Wonder Woman’s delectable dating partner.

Giganta assembled every enemy of Wonder Woman who wasn’t currently incarcerated, and they agreed to launch an all out assault on the Amazonian Super Heroinne. Angle Man became their tactician and planned the attack.

First they busted Cheetah out of prison, knowing that this would draw out Wonder Woman. Then, while Wonder Woman was busy fighting all of the others, Giganta began to search the area surrounding the prison, until she came upon the Mouse Man, who was observing the battle.

“I didn’t think you’d find yourself much use against my team of villains,” said Giganta, seizing the Mouse Man, “But I also knew you’d want to be close to your girlfriend. It’s the last you’ll ever see of her.”

Giganta ran away with her tiny captive in hand.

“She obviously wants to eat me, like she did last time, when I was in the past,” thought the Mouse Man, “But she doesn’t know that I’m the same guy. She won’t expect me to be aware of her plans.”

Giganta took him to her house and set him down on a table, releasing her grip on him.

“If you’re going to get rid of me for revenge on Wonder Woman, there’s one way you could do it that would be preferable to me,” said the Mouse Man, “You have a beautiful big mouth, Giganta. Would you be interested in eating me?”

“As it turns out, that’s what I had in mind, little man,” said the huge woman.

“Well you’re big enough to swallow me whole, and this is a lovely venue to do it,” said Mouse Man.

“Maybe I should have just asked you out on a one way dinner date,” said Giganta, “This isn’t about revenge on Wonder Woman. I’ve been wanting to gobble you down, ever since I first learned of Wonder Woman’s tiny dating partner.”

“I know a great Mouserole recipe that you could make with me,” said the Mouse Man, “Can you take me to your kitchen?”

“It’d be my pleasure,” said Giganta, and soon set him down on her kitchen bench.

Mouse Man began suggesting various spices, which Giganta proceeded to fetch from drawers. While she was doing it, Mouse Man managed to silently summon all the mice in the area to find their ways into the house and head for the kitchen. Soon there were several of them on the floor.

Giganta shrieked with rage at their unsightly presence and ran for the broom closet. She opened the kitchen door to the back yard and began chasing the vermin from the kitchen with a broom. While she was occupied, the Mouse Man managed to get to the oven, which was beside the kitchen bench, and hide himself well behind it.

Giganta drove all the mice out and came back with a bucket and mop and noticed Mouse Man’s absence.

“So it was you who brought them here somehow to cover your escape,” said Giganta, “Well I’ll find you as soon as I’ve cleaned the floor.”

Giganta mopped the floor and then spent a long time searching the kitchen.

“You must be able to climb like a real mouse to have gotten down to the floor,” she said, “But you won’t get out of this room.”

It was a stale mate for a long time, and then Giganta suddenly guessed what he had done, and tried to reach behind the oven to grab him. Her hands and arms were too large.

“Why don’t you just give up and let me go?” asked Mouse Man, “It’s not fair to eat someone against their will.”

“I’m hardly going to get a willing volunteer, am I?” said Giganta, “And what would you know about fairness? I gave up on that a long time ago.”

“When?”

“When I was 16.”

“Why?”

The 1950s…

Dale Roland was the skinniest guy in the school. For years the teachers had done their best to protect him from bullies, but 10th grade was the hardest time he’d had to date. One day after school, he was walking to the bus stop, when two of his worst enemies stepped out of an alley way and walked towards him.

There was no point in running. He’d consistently come last in any athletic activity at school. He’d be outrun, caught and beaten up anyway. Arnie and Val drew nearer, and then Arnie grabbed him, while Val snatched his bag and emptied it into the gutter, books and all.

“Thanks for getting me suspended last time you dobbed us in,” said Arnie.

“Why don’t you let him go?” came a voice.

“It’s the freak,” sneered Val, “Weren’t the doorways big enough in your old school, Doris?”

Dale could now see that it was the new girl Doris, who’d transferred from another school. She was seven feet tall already, and had red hair and a heavily built body, which he’d begun to admire from afar as soon as she’d come to the school.

“I said LET HIM GO!” said Doris.

Dale had never seen her like that before. No one had.

Doris took hold of Arnie, forcing him to release Dale. The girl had just surprised the largest bully in the school with the true extent of her strength. She heaved the teenaged thug against the wall, before Val shoved her from behind, catching her off guard.

As she regained her balance, Arnie swung at her. Doris dodged, and punched Arnie with unprecedented female strength and knocked him off his feet. She pivoted around and launched an equally devastating blow at Val, who took it in the chest and buckled over.

There was no fight left in either of them.

“Get your sorry selves out of here, and if you ever bully anyone in the school again, I’ll really finish this!” said Doris and watched them leave.

“Thank you so much,” said Dale, “I’m so glad you came to our school.”

“I got teased for my unusual height at an all girls school until I got sick of it and transferred here,” said Doris, “It looks like we’ve both had a hard time.”

“But your height’s great. I like you much more than any other girl in the school or anywhere,” said Dale.

“I didn’t think a regular guy would ever be interested in me. I guess you’re actually a very special guy. I’ll help you pick up your books.”

They gathered up everything that had fallen from the bag and had soon packed everything.

“Would you like to go out with me on Friday night and see a movie?” asked Dale.

“Sure,” said Doris.

They made their arrangement, and Doris waited outside the cinema on the Friday night, but Dale never came. So surprised was she at being stood up by such a promising potential boyfriend, that she walked the streets trying to work out why. Her steps took her towards the alley where she had rescued him two days earlier, and she saw a police cordon with tape.

“What happened?” she asked.

“A boy’s been murdered, stabbed to death. He went to the local high school.”

“So do I,” said Doris, “Who was it?”

To her horror, she learned that it had been Dale. She told the police of the incident two days earlier, and a search of Val’s and Arnie’s houses soon yielded some clothing with small, barely noticeable blood stains at Val’s place. They were interrogated until they admitted where they’d disposed of the knives they’d used, charged and locked away.

1978…

“Do you think that the word fair even remains in my vocabulary?” asked Giganta, “Dale was handsome, shy, and cute. We didn’t get one date! That’s a lot less than you had with Wonder Woman. Where was your Amazon when Dale needed her? Well I’ve made sure she won’t be there when you need her, and you’re going to be my dinner!”

“Not likely,” said the Mouse Man, “I’m staying put.”

Giganta squeezed her fingers down behind both sides of the oven and pulled until she’d ripped her own oven out of the kitchen furnishings. She put it on the kitchen table and loomed in front of Mouse Man.

“It’s all over for you now, little man, and you’re lucky I want you to go down whole, after you made me wreck my own kitchen to get at you.”

“It doesn’t have to be this way,” said Mouse Man, as Giganta seized him and carried him into the living room and sat on a couch, “It can be changed. I have a way to time travel back to when you were teenage Doris. Arnie and Val can be stopped, as long as you can pinpoint the date it happened.”

“How could I ever forget that date? As far as I’m concerned, it was the worst day of the 1950s?” said Giganta, “But as if I’m going to give you the chance to trick your way into another escape attempt with a phony story like time travel.”

Giganta opened her mouth and tilted her head and lowered him slowly towards her tongue, which now formed the following words:

“Take a good look, Mousey. You won’t be coming back out again.”

He stared in at her approaching tongue and wondered how to convince her. He’d been mercilessly eaten by that beautiful mouth of hers once before.

That was it!

“Doris! I mean Giganta, I can prove it to you! This isn’t the first time you’ve eaten me. Do you remember eating another Mouse Man once, back before you became a gorilla?”

“Yes, but how did you know?”

“I was him! I time travelled.”

“But I gulped him all the way down.”

“Did you feel fed afterwards?”

“Oddly enough I didn’t. But how could you possibly have escaped my stomach, if that was you?”

“The Time Pool is so small that only I can use it, and the Atom if he still wanted to. Its operator simply called me back and I was drawn from your stomach in the past to the Time Pool in my present.”

“I guess it must be true,” said Giganta.

“Well I can go back to the Friday afternoon in the 1950s when Dale was killed in that alley and stop them. I’ll ask the Atom to go with me. He retains the ability to have his full weight even at tiny size. He’ll give Arnie and Val a hiding, and then we’ll get them booked for attempted murder.”

“What have I got to lose?” asked Giganta, “I guess I already got to eat you once. I wonder if that will still have happened after my younger self gets that date with Dale.”

“Maybe you’ll never become a gorilla,” said Mouse Man, “You can take me at my word. I feel for your situation.”

He told her all about his own long crush on Wonder Woman, and the time he had to wait to win her heart. He left out his knowledge of the origins of the Amazons, but convinced Giganta of both his ability to change her past and of his sincere concern for her romantic well being.

“There is one thing you could do for me though,” said Mouse Man.

“Let you go, of course. It won’t work if I don’t.”

“Yes, but if I’m going to go back and save your true love, you have to save mine. Do you know where that lot took Wonder Woman?”

“Yes, we planned it. She’ll be at Angle Man’s latest secret lair.”

“You have to take me there, after Atom gets me help from Wonder Woman’s Justice League friends to even the odds. There’s too many for three of us to take on.”

Mouse Man contacted the Atom, who managed to enlist Green Arrow, Black Canary, the Flash and Hawkgirl. The five Super Heroes, along with Mouse Man and Giganta were able to make a surprise entry and free Wonder Woman from the villains.

Soon after that, Mouse Man and Atom made their way into the past, while Wonder Woman stayed with Professor Hyatt. While the Atom threw himself into the fight, the Mouse Man carefully gathered up the falling knives, which Arnie and Val dropped in the fight. The finger prints would be useful in convicting the boys for attempted murder. Atom flew off and returned to the scene moments later as Ray Palmer, so that he could hand the defeated boys over to the police without having to explain the presence of the Atom in the past. The police took a witness statement from Dale and were about to ask Ray Palmer for the same thing, when they noticed that the man had mysteriously left the room unseen.

The Atom left the police station at miniature size, before the need to identify himself arose, and felt confident that Doris would now keep her date with Dale that night.

With Atom and Mouse Man back in 1978, and 1950s Doris none the wiser about their involvement, she met Dale at the cinema and enjoyed the movie, putting her huge arm around him for most of the second half. After that, they went to an all evening malt shop, enjoyed sodas together, and then Doris walked him home.

“I know it’s traditional for the guy to do it,” said Doris.

“I understand. It works better if you protect me. Nobody could hurt you,” said Dale, and noticed that Doris had stopped walking with her body touching against his.

He stretched up and kissed her. He felt her powerful arms embracing him, and was hugged tightly against her huge body and enjoyed every moment of it immensely as they kissed and cuddled under a street light.

Dale and Doris continued dating throughout their teenage years, and into their twenties. Doris never met Grodd, was never turned into a gorilla, and never met Zool.

Mouse Man would remember both timelines, but the world at large would never know of a super villain named Giganta.

1975….

Doris and Dale were exploring a fairly untraveled American jungle, when they came to a glowing cave. They went inside, looked around and came out, to find that everything outside had changed. The jungle was now giant sized, but not only that, it was totally different.

“That cave must have taken us to another world,” said Dale, “I don’t know how, since we came out the way we went in, but it has.”

They walked a little way, and then saw a giantess approaching.

“We’d better get out of here,” said Giganta, and ran for the cave.

They reached it just before the giantess could grab them, and waited until she gave up and left. Then they walked back out, to find themselves once again on their own world.

“It must alternate as a doorway to both worlds, one at a time,” said Dale, as they headed back into the jungle of their own world, “It’s not safe for us to explore that world, now that you’re no longer the biggest woman around. Though you are still my favourite.”

“I should hope so,” said Doris, “But the funny thing is that I feel like I could…”

Both Doris and her clothing began growing until she was as big as the giantess they had seen in the other world.

“How did you do that?” asked Dale.

“It must be something in the unusual chemistry of my own large body, activated by that world or the cave,” said Doris.

“Yes, the glowing light in that cave’s walls could be radioactive, but only to you. It’s given you the power of giant size.”

“And apparently the power to shrink down to my regular eight feet height too,” said Doris and reduced herself to the size that Dale had admired for years.”

“I guess we can explore it, with you to look after me,” said Dale.

“It all began for us, with me looking after you,” said Doris, with a trace of amusement in her voice that Dale had never seen before.

“Can you do something else for me in that world?” asked Dale, with a shyness that she had not seen in him since they had first started dating.

“What?” asked Doris.

“Kiss me while you’re a giantess,” said Dale.

“Sure. You’d really like that, would you?”

“I sure would.”

They went back to the cave, and then out again, this time into the giant world. Checking around for other giants, they found themselves apparently alone, and Dale watched his beautiful girlfriend grow to enormous proportions again.

She gave him a marvelous kiss, and then lay down and let him rest on her upper body.