Hyperstorm

Dr. Stone cocked her head. "I'm not familiar with Hyperstorm."

Sue Storm sighed and closed her eyes.

"You wouldn't be. He's my grandson from an alternate—I guess possible—future where Franklin married Rachel Summers. Power that dwarfs most gods. We thought we'd dealt with him, but..."

Space-time ripped open above the Baxter Building. A figure emerged, like a star in human form, in ragged high-tech armor, blonde hair singed.

The Fantastic Four were on the roof to meet him in moments. Sue barely had time to erect an invisible wall as the young man released an energy pulse that made the air crackle. Reed used the brief moment of calm to analyze the tear in space-time.

"It's not closing," he said. "Something else is coming through. Something...big."

"What's that mean?" The Thing said.

"We need to keep him here, keep him busy," Mr. Fantastic shot back.

"Roger that. Flame on!" Johnny Storm shouted and launched himself into the air in a burst of flame that melted metal roof plates.

"And then your **** field collapsed," Dr. Stone said.

"And then my **** field collapsed," Sue sighed, and buried her face in her hands.

It was like bubble popping. Hyperstorm had sent some kind of psychic courier wave at her exact brainwave frequency. For a moment, Sue Storm's mind simply ceased. No thought. Head empty. Her **** field dropped. A wave of **** and energy slammed over her, tearing through clothes, and striking Sue like a heavyweight boxer's body blow. Her pubic hair fell away, suddenly crisped to ash, and her skin reddened as if she had spent an hour in a tanning bed.

For one moment, Hyperstorm saw his grandmother completely naked. His eyes went wide, and his energetic aura momentarily faltered as parts of his psyche shorted.

"Oh fuck," he muttered, as Sue wobbled on her feet. "Grandma was such a MILF..."

Johnny Storm's burst of flame caught his grand-nephew from behind. Ben Grimm thundered forward, fist raised. The momentary shock at seeing Sue Storm's bare breasts and pussy overcome by immediate danger. Sue herself recovered, and turned invisible, working her way in close as Ben and Johnny kept his attention for a few seconds.

Hyperstorm's eyes were glowing, preparing to unleash a psychic blast that would eliminate the entire roof when suddenly, the naked Invisible Woman appeared right before him. Her face a mask of stern disappointment that he remembered from childhood. Her fist, however, slammed into his nose with much more **** than she had ever spanked him.

The young man's blond head snapped back. He staggered.

Then a giant hand reached through the time-space rift.

"Back!" Reed Richards yelled. "Everyone back!"

The Fantastic Four retreated. They saw their future grandson, grand-nephew struggle in the gasp of a being that had consumed gods.

His screams would haunt their memory.

"Look on the bright side," Dr. Stone said.

"What's that?" Sue Storm said, face still in her hands.

"No tan lines."

Sue groaned.

"More seriously," Dr. Stone said. "I think this is a positive development. You not only had the courage to go commando, but you managed to turn it into a tactical advantage. Imagine if that became part of your repertoire as a superheroine."

"No, thank you," Sue Storm said firmly. "It was embarrassing enough once."

Moonstone's eyes glowed. A gravimetric wave hit Sue Storm in the brain.

"Oh, think about it. What a wonderful distraction technique that could be..."