Namorita in Ponn Farr!

Namor struck the Fantasticar like a comet, bursting through Johnny Storm's bubble and headed toward the surface. Ben Grimm immediately tried to stabilize the damaged craft. Reed Richards stretched out to catch Johnny, who was wet but breathing with his aqua-helmet.

Sue Storm looked down where Namor had come from. Which is when she saw her.

Chained to the sea floor. Screaming. A bikini-clad beauty with wild yellow hair, muscles straining, shock waves emanating out from her as she strained against the massive chains that held her in place.

"Namorita," Sue Storm named her. The temporally-displaced clone-daughter of Namor's cousin.

*Indeed.*

Namor's words echoed oddly through their helmets as he swam down to them.

"Namor!" Reed said, stating the obvious. "What's going on?"

*My cousin,* Namor said. *Has hit her 21st birthsay. She is going through a hormonal crisis. We call it the mating madness. It happens to Atlanteans periodically, but her hybrid nature has made this particular episode...intractable. It was decided she should be placed somewhere far from where she can do any harm until it wears off.*

"How long will that take?" Ben Grimm asked.

Namor bowed his head. *That is the problem. Normally, sexual satisfaction is necessary. However, Namorita was too powerful for any of the regularly-scheduled Atlantean public displays of affection. She was managing the condition with medication and self-care, but that seems to have been...inadequate. Now, there are few that could safely approach her.*

"So we need her to get laid?" Johnny Storm said. "I volunteer!"

*She would crush you to a pulp,* Namor said. *And I would enjoy watching that.*

"And you can't help her out because...?" Ben Grimm said.

*She is my cousin! I am king of Atlantis, not Alabama!* Namor said imperiously.

"Hmm. I suppose I could design a more concentrated form of her hormonal medication, based on my studies of Atlantean biology..." Reed Richards said.

The men talked. Sue Storm watched a young woman suffer. She undid her safety belt and opened the bubble, letting herself slip into the cold, dark waters of the Atlantic Ocean.

"Stay here," she ordered, as an invisible tail covered her legs and she swam like a mermaid. "I've got this."