Layla was a simple girl. Only being two years old, she spent her time playing with dolls, and singing her ABC song. Most days, she didn’t care about anything but that and a diaper change. Most days.
 
 
One day, she heard shouting come from her parents, and, being a curious two-year-old, walked out of her room to see her daddy beating her mommy to the ground. When the screaming died out, and the damage was done, Layla had been crying oceans. She shook her mommy’s limp body, crying, begging her to get up. Her daddy pulled the little neko away from the body, and asked her to stay outside the living room.
 
 
Layla felt something she didn’t understand. It was a sudden rush of hunger pangs of which she has never felt before. She didn’t know what it meant, or what she was, but all she knew is that she needed to eat.
 
 
She needed to eat something big.
 
 
Layla had heard of her mommy being something called a predator before meeting her daddy. She didn’t know what a predator was, but she knew she, too, had to be one, because she couldn’t think of any other reason why she would be so hungry. Layla remembered that movie she liked with a little lion cub learning to pounce. She got down on all fours, silent as a mouse, then leaped into the air, pinning her daddy to the ground.
 
 
The man looked surprised after the pounce, but what surprised him more was the sudden wet feeling her felt on his foot. He tried to twist around to see what it was, but he was unable to move in this position. The wet feeling grew to his thighs, and he felt a twinge of fear, hoping his wife hadn’t woken up, and was taking revenge. The wetness reached his midsection, and he managed to twist and see what had grabbed him.
 
 
His eyes went wide when he saw his daughter Layla inching closer and closer to his chest. He attempted to wriggle free, but it was futile. His world went dark as his twitching ears fell into the slimy confines of Layla’s throat. The little neko swallowed once more, and let out a cute burp, which shook the room. Layla couldn’t stand with her father’s weight added to hers, so she curled up the best she could into a cute little ball, and fell asleep.
 
 
Next thing she could remember was being carried to her bed. She opened her eyes to see her mommy, rubbing the cute little neko’s head. Layla took a second to process the information, than remembered she had eaten her daddy. She looked down at her tummy. It was about the size of a beach ball, and the little neko knew her Daddy had to be gone. She felt a layer of gas build up in her colon, and she released it, letting out a small toot. Her mommy looked at her, and nodded.
 
 
Layla let loose, first yellowing her diaper with a thin stream of pee, before letting out the remains of her daddy. The diaper must have grown to the size of a beach ball, and her mommy grabbed Layla, and brought her to the changing station.
 
 
“You are just. Like. Mommy.”