Part 8: Ejacu-vision
- The Loft -
"Can you think of anything you did last night that might have sparked our little adventure?"
Clark stood, hands on hips; he was not in the best of moods. His shift at the Talon hadn't gone as smoothly as he would have wished, or at least Lana had guessed as much when he stomped up the stairs to the Loft, coffee stains marking his pink shirt.
"For the last time, No!" What's his problem? I realise that running a coffee shop is tiring but he's acting like this is all my fault! "Clark would you just calm down a little? I'm sure if we think things through calmly we'll have it figured out in no time." We better, otherwise in a few days Clark will truly know what it's like to be a woman, I don't even want to think about what he'll be like then, if this is him as me normally.
Clark glared at Lana, "Pretty please, for me." Lana gazed affectionately back into Clark's eyes
"You know, that doesn't work nearly as well when you use my face to do it through."
They both laughed as Lana fought off the blush surfacing on her cheeks. Damn! That's my sure-fire method of getting Clark to do anything I want for me out the window.
"I guess you know my secret, huh. So, can you think of anything unusual that you did last night? I mean for you, I'm not grading on a curve here." We could be here for a very long time otherwise.
"I would have to say no also." I can see this taking a very long time. Although being Lana does give you a whole new perspective; I never realised how many guys try and grab her ass while she's waitressing! And at school, I swear she must get half the student body asking her out on a date daily. There were some good guys as well; I have to admit I was a little tempted. Even a few of the girls asked me. This of course begs the question, why does Lana never accept? Methinks I need to make my presence felt a little more when I get back to having my usual muscular exterior, mark my territory and all that good stuff.
"Well what are we going to do then, stay like this indefinitely?" Being Clark does give a girl a whole new perspective though; I never realised how much of a desperate loser Chloe is until now! She's not the only one, all day at school I had girls come up and flirt with me. Not bad girls either, pretty, intelligent, nice girls, even one of the football players, who shall remain nameless to protect his identity (he said something weird about how much he respected me and Pete for being so open about our 'relationship' or some crap and wished he could do the same). This of course begs the question, why does Clark never accept? I think I have some work to do when I finally get my feminine wiles back.
"I truly don't know. I'll mention that I was thinking about the possibilities of body swapping to Chloe, I'm sure she'll go and research it without much prompting - she's always on the look out for a story"
Good luck with that. "I guess so, I wouldn't put too much faith in her right now, she seems pretty absorbed by cows' tails."
Clark looked at Lana quizzically, "Don't ask"
"I won't." Clark got up from the couch and started walking to the stairs, Lana following behind. "Seeing as we're going to be like this for a while I think you'll need how to learn how to control my abilities."
"I agree. I've got running and x-ray vision down but I've been having a few problems with the flamey eye thing."
"Heat vision?"
"If that's what floats your boat" I still much prefer Ejacu-vision. "Namely, I can't do it."
"Really? For me it wasn't that hard"
"Yeah well, not everyone has a dirty mind like you Mr. Kent. The only time it happened was when I saw you, or should I say me? I'm still not entirely comfortable with that concept." The couple rounded the side of the barn to where the basketball court was.
"Alright, see that fence post over there? I want you to focus on that and think about.stuff"
"Stuff?" I know full well what he means; I just wanna hear him say it. I'm just evil like that.
"Yeah, you know, things that make you happy" why is she making me do this?
"Like horse riding?" Hehe.
I hope not. "No, things that make you excited"
"Like birthday presents?" I'm cruel.
"Things that make you horny, alright?!" Clark finally snapped at Lana, causing her to laugh as the blush grew furiously on his face.
"Ahh, I'm sorry, it was just too tempting" Lana apologised, still laughing.
After calming from her giggles, Lana turned to face the fence post and started to concentrate on the thoughts in her head. Hmm, Clark in a wet t- shirt.Clark with no t-shirt. Clark in a leather jacket, Clark kissing me in a leather jacket, more Clark kissing. Damn, why isn't this working? Usually by this point I at least feel something.I'll just have to think of more Clark.
A short while later, Lana broke from her reverie. "Uh, Clark, this isn't really working for me"
"You just have to try harder"
"Clark! I believe me, if what I just thought of won't do it, nothing will!" Well naked Clark might but not in the context of waking up as said naked guy.
"Ok jeez, don't bite my head off. You said the only time it happened was when you saw me."
"Yeah I got the feeling that there was still part of you in here because otherwise I'm more in love with myself than some of the bitchier cheerleaders think."
"Well, if the Clark side of you is still controlling that aspect of my abilities then there is one thing I can absolutely guarantee will work."
"Go on then, spit it out." This could be mightily weird.
It's now or never, make or break time, just do it. Clark reached up around Lana's neck and kissed her. Lana was shocked at first, seeing her own face approach hers for an intimate dance but slowly eased into it, her hands slipping around his waist and pulling him closer.
Oh. My. God. She's kissing me back! She's kissing me back! Clark was doing mental cartwheels around his head.
Suddenly he felt a sharp force pushing away on his chest. Lana looked angry.
"Clark, get away from me!" was all that he heard as his heart stopped beating.
- The Loft -
"Can you think of anything you did last night that might have sparked our little adventure?"
Clark stood, hands on hips; he was not in the best of moods. His shift at the Talon hadn't gone as smoothly as he would have wished, or at least Lana had guessed as much when he stomped up the stairs to the Loft, coffee stains marking his pink shirt.
"For the last time, No!" What's his problem? I realise that running a coffee shop is tiring but he's acting like this is all my fault! "Clark would you just calm down a little? I'm sure if we think things through calmly we'll have it figured out in no time." We better, otherwise in a few days Clark will truly know what it's like to be a woman, I don't even want to think about what he'll be like then, if this is him as me normally.
Clark glared at Lana, "Pretty please, for me." Lana gazed affectionately back into Clark's eyes
"You know, that doesn't work nearly as well when you use my face to do it through."
They both laughed as Lana fought off the blush surfacing on her cheeks. Damn! That's my sure-fire method of getting Clark to do anything I want for me out the window.
"I guess you know my secret, huh. So, can you think of anything unusual that you did last night? I mean for you, I'm not grading on a curve here." We could be here for a very long time otherwise.
"I would have to say no also." I can see this taking a very long time. Although being Lana does give you a whole new perspective; I never realised how many guys try and grab her ass while she's waitressing! And at school, I swear she must get half the student body asking her out on a date daily. There were some good guys as well; I have to admit I was a little tempted. Even a few of the girls asked me. This of course begs the question, why does Lana never accept? Methinks I need to make my presence felt a little more when I get back to having my usual muscular exterior, mark my territory and all that good stuff.
"Well what are we going to do then, stay like this indefinitely?" Being Clark does give a girl a whole new perspective though; I never realised how much of a desperate loser Chloe is until now! She's not the only one, all day at school I had girls come up and flirt with me. Not bad girls either, pretty, intelligent, nice girls, even one of the football players, who shall remain nameless to protect his identity (he said something weird about how much he respected me and Pete for being so open about our 'relationship' or some crap and wished he could do the same). This of course begs the question, why does Clark never accept? I think I have some work to do when I finally get my feminine wiles back.
"I truly don't know. I'll mention that I was thinking about the possibilities of body swapping to Chloe, I'm sure she'll go and research it without much prompting - she's always on the look out for a story"
Good luck with that. "I guess so, I wouldn't put too much faith in her right now, she seems pretty absorbed by cows' tails."
Clark looked at Lana quizzically, "Don't ask"
"I won't." Clark got up from the couch and started walking to the stairs, Lana following behind. "Seeing as we're going to be like this for a while I think you'll need how to learn how to control my abilities."
"I agree. I've got running and x-ray vision down but I've been having a few problems with the flamey eye thing."
"Heat vision?"
"If that's what floats your boat" I still much prefer Ejacu-vision. "Namely, I can't do it."
"Really? For me it wasn't that hard"
"Yeah well, not everyone has a dirty mind like you Mr. Kent. The only time it happened was when I saw you, or should I say me? I'm still not entirely comfortable with that concept." The couple rounded the side of the barn to where the basketball court was.
"Alright, see that fence post over there? I want you to focus on that and think about.stuff"
"Stuff?" I know full well what he means; I just wanna hear him say it. I'm just evil like that.
"Yeah, you know, things that make you happy" why is she making me do this?
"Like horse riding?" Hehe.
I hope not. "No, things that make you excited"
"Like birthday presents?" I'm cruel.
"Things that make you horny, alright?!" Clark finally snapped at Lana, causing her to laugh as the blush grew furiously on his face.
"Ahh, I'm sorry, it was just too tempting" Lana apologised, still laughing.
After calming from her giggles, Lana turned to face the fence post and started to concentrate on the thoughts in her head. Hmm, Clark in a wet t- shirt.Clark with no t-shirt. Clark in a leather jacket, Clark kissing me in a leather jacket, more Clark kissing. Damn, why isn't this working? Usually by this point I at least feel something.I'll just have to think of more Clark.
A short while later, Lana broke from her reverie. "Uh, Clark, this isn't really working for me"
"You just have to try harder"
"Clark! I believe me, if what I just thought of won't do it, nothing will!" Well naked Clark might but not in the context of waking up as said naked guy.
"Ok jeez, don't bite my head off. You said the only time it happened was when you saw me."
"Yeah I got the feeling that there was still part of you in here because otherwise I'm more in love with myself than some of the bitchier cheerleaders think."
"Well, if the Clark side of you is still controlling that aspect of my abilities then there is one thing I can absolutely guarantee will work."
"Go on then, spit it out." This could be mightily weird.
It's now or never, make or break time, just do it. Clark reached up around Lana's neck and kissed her. Lana was shocked at first, seeing her own face approach hers for an intimate dance but slowly eased into it, her hands slipping around his waist and pulling him closer.
Oh. My. God. She's kissing me back! She's kissing me back! Clark was doing mental cartwheels around his head.
Suddenly he felt a sharp force pushing away on his chest. Lana looked angry.
"Clark, get away from me!" was all that he heard as his heart stopped beating.
