Four hours later...

Stepping through the front door of their shared apartment, Clark whistled out when he took his hat and coat off and hung them near the door and turned on the living room light. Looking around, he did not find Lois but still called out in the hopes she was still here.

“Hi sweetheart, I’m home.” He called out, smiling when he heard her welcome him home from the bedroom.

“Welcome home Smallville, have they started missing me back at work?”

Smiling more widely, Clark moved his way over to the couch to take off his shoes as he called out to answer his wife.

“Perry’s been barking out orders as loud as ever, something about a lexcorp facility outside of the city being attacked and demanding someone head out there for a scoop. He’s got Cat and Jimmy there now taking pictures and names but I’m sure you’d probably ask better questions then they could.”

“Give Cat some credit Clark, she knows what she’s doing.”

“Yeah… You’re right.” Finally taking his shoes off and placing them at the mat next to the door, he spotted a bundle of clothes folded next to the coat hanger. Pulling them up to take a better look, what he found were a pair of coveralls big enough for a man twice his weight and a shirt that read XXXXL on the back and a coat just as big. Raising an eyebrow in confusion, he turned his attention back to the bedroom door. “Say, Lois… Whose clothes are these?”

Finally stepping out of the bedroom, the sight of his wife was enough for Clark to drop the overalls he had in his hands to the ground. She was wearing a dress she bought at one time in the past as a bit of a joke, one that was baggy and loose, but on her current figure, it bordered on being skin-tight. Exposing her long toned legs and accentuating her flaring hips and narrow waist to a skirt that came just low enough to cover her underwear. The dress clung to her statuesque figure until it came to her chest, which heaved with a pair of breasts comparable to ripe melons that swayed with each step, full and proud, it was obvious she was not wearing a bra but with how full and round they were, they barely sagged and the only indication that Clark had that she wore nothing underneath were the stiff points of her nipples behind the fabric. Tossing her long flowing black hair behind her shoulder with a flourish, Clark was a little taken back by the woman who stood at least 4 inches taller than he was by the time she finally pressed up against him and gently draped her strong arms around his shoulders and pull him into a warm kiss.

“I got them from someone who helped me out when my clothes stopped fitting, so… Like the new look?”

To say that his wife looked Amazonian in proportions was putting it mildly, the towering woman smiled down at her husband with eyes so green, they almost appeared to glow. Her longer hair framed her angelic smile and draped down to the small of her back. Her muscles were corded like solid steel and yet her touch and curves were as soft as ever, her breasts pressing up against her husband’s chest and under his chin as she looked down at him and affectionately traced a finger down the side of his cheek. She never looked so healthy, so powerful, or so sexual in Clark’s eyes.

“Uhm… Wow…”

Smiling broadly at his reaction, the woman kissed him on the forehead and pulled away to turn around and sashay back down the hallway, giving her husband a view of her heart shaped rear and hips sway with each step as she looked over her shoulder with a pearly white smile and turned to the kitchen.

“I was planning some dinner later, are you hungry?”

Regaining his composure, Clark followed her into the kitchen where she plucked a few items from the shelf to get dinner ready. Gently reaching for her hand to stop and get her attention.

Lois, what is HAPPENING to you? You’re huge!” Stepping back, the man got a better look at her as she crossed her arms under her chest and looked away slightly, almost out of embarrassment. “Please tell me, what is going on.”

Sighing and tossing her long hair over her shoulder again, Lois eyed her husband and finally folded.

“A couple of weeks ago when we were at the farmhouse Mr. Myx showed up wanting a truce.”

“What?!”

“The little guy said he just wanted to vacation here for 90 days, and in return he granted me a wish. I wished I could personally get rid of all the kryptonite on Earth to keep you safe… And its working Clark.”

“Lois what were you thinking? You know he’s not trustworthy.” Clutching her hands in his, Clark then reached up to cup Lois’s face in his hands. “There’s no telling what kind of mischief he’s really planning.”

Gently clutching his hands in hers, Lois smiled back down at Clark, trying to reassure him of her choice.

“No Clark, this is GREAT, I’m strong enough to stand with you and now I can keep you safe from Luthor, if I can devour the rest of the kryptonite on Earth…”

“You’ve been EATING the stuff?!”

Pulling away from Clarks hands, Lois turned around and crossed her arms under her impressive bust once again, her lower lip pouting. “Well, its WORKING Clark! I don’t question the logic of it, I mean its magic, right?”

“My God Lois, just look at what it is doing to you, what if you eat more of the stuff?”

Turning sharply to face him, Lois glared into her husband’s eyes, intense with emotion as she gripped at his shoulders.

“Then I can finally keep you safe!”

Breathing hard and realising she was holding him strong enough that he could feel it hurt, Lois let go and stepped back, worried that she took it too far. It was not until she felt Clark gently pull at her hand to get her attention that she looked down to see Clark smiling back at her.

“Look, Lois, no matter what, I’m always going to be in danger; whether its kryptonite, or Luthor or anything else that might come our way, I’m willing to face it if it means doing the right thing.” Bringing his other hand to gently cup her chin, he pulled her in for a kiss that had the woman close her eyes and swoon before he pulled away and smiled when she did. “Just promise me that you won’t get swept up in this… Wish Mr. Myx has granted you, okay?”

Slowly nodding and looking away, Lois’s smile quickly turned into a sly grin as she pulled her husband close and pressed his chin into her cleavage.

“You know Smallville… Ever since I’ve been eating kryptonite, I’ve grown stronger and tougher, maybe even as tough as you.” Leaning her head down to whisper into his ear. “Wanna see what its like in bed with you not having to hold back anymore?”

Clark’s eyes went wide with what she was suggesting, that is until Lois guided him to come with her to their shared bedroom. Closing the door behind her with a gentle kick of her leg, followed with a giggle when she playfully shoved her husband into bed to jump on top of him.