Janet looked at Deadpool, wondering why he was staring at her. 'Why would he of all people be looking at me like I was some kind of Sex Icom.' She thought.

"Wait a minute", She spoke suddenly "Deadpool are the rumors I've heard about you true?"

"What rumors would they be, dear Wasp?" Deadpool asked not taking his eyes off her body, her fat luscious body.

"The ones about you being a Chubby Chaser of course". stated Janet, "and my eyes are up here not all over me."

"Yeah", said Deadpool looking up at her eyes, "they are, but I prefer to be considered a Fat Admirer. Makes me sound less like a pervert."

Wasp's stomach growled, even though she had just eaten she still wanted more and Deadpool was as good as any, Grabbing him while he was preoccupied at looking at her body. Grew to a height of roughly 3 metres (9ft) and forced his head into her mouth. With three quick gulps he was gone.

Janet smiled now with two villians in her huge belly she could afford a quick rest. That was until she noticed Deadpool still looking over her.

"What the HELL?" she screamed at him "Your a bad guy so why are you outside my stomach?"

"So the rumors that good people survive while bad people digest are true, that's very interesting," smiled Deadpool. "Wasp It's not because I'm a good guy that I didn't stay in your belly it's more to do with the fact that I'm a mercenary. I work for the highest bidder and while I can do Horrible things, I can also do Heroics." Deadpool explained. " I simply work for the highest bidder. That doesn't make me a good person or a bad person, it makes me neutral in the grand scheme of things."