It's a lovely day at the park. Children play on the swings, mothers bring their babies out in strollers for some time in the sunlight, and couples walk along paths together to get some fresh air.
And a hunger is stirring.
GRRRWWLL
A wolf named Terry walks into the park in need of a good snack. Fortunately, some careless mothers are ready to provide him with just that.
On a park bench, a feline mother chats with a friend. Her little one's stroller is left parked behind them, unsupervised.
The wolf rubs his hands together and licks his chops as he approaches the infant.
The baby girl looks up at him curiously with big, bulging eyes and smiles at him. Her little arms reach up for the stranger leaning over her, unaware of his plans.
He carefully pulls the baby up out of the stroller, and the baby squirms a little in his arms, not wanting to leave her safe, cozy spot behind her mother. Terry holds the kitten up to admire her; she certainly looks tasty with her tantalizing tabby pelt. Her diaper is soiled, but the wolf doesn't much mind. She'll be delicious.
The infant begins to cry as she still hasn't been put down, smacking her arms on the stranger's hands.
"Is your little one alright?" the mother's friend asks her with concern.
"Oh, she cries all the time, she's just being fussy," the mother replies, not turning to check.
OMPHF-
Terry stuffs the infant into his maw, muffling the little one's cries.
"See? She's already done crying. Anyway, about your husband..." the mother continues on with her chat.
GULP GRRRRRGLE
Terry swallows the child down into his gut, where the baby's smothered screams and cries quickly die down to nothing. He rubs over his bloated belly, only as large as a pregnant woman's, and enjoys the sensation of the mother's little bundle of joy melting inside of him right behind her back.
Once his insides have run their course on the infant, he turns and drops his pants, leaning his bare ass over the stroller. He waits until the mother is laughing too hard at her friend's story to hear, then-
FBLRRFBLRLLR SPLTLTLRTLLLT
A brown mound of former baby slops out of his ass and splatters back into the stroller. Bones, shit, and all tumble out into it, with the skull landing in last.
SPLRCH
Empty eye sockets gaze blankly upward just as the infant had stared up at Terry before. Countless little infant bones litter the pile, and a half-digested diaper sticks out of the mound filthier than before.
Terry leaves as silently as he'd come, satisfied with the steaming pile he'd left behind but far from having satiated his hunger.
He doesn't have to walk far to find his next delectable snack. A rabbit mother leans against a small brick building housing the park's bathrooms. She's left a two-seater stroller parked on a slab of concrete next to a pair of bike racks several feet away. The wolf's buffet continues.
Two little ones stare up at him from the stroller as he peers into it, a beautiful baby boy and an adorable baby girl, both rabbits with their mother's pristine white fur.
The children remain silent as they stare up at the wolf, both gazing with curious, beady eyes at him. The little girl scrunches up her face and messes her diaper then and there. The little boy's is already loaded.
Terry licks his lips at his main course in the stroller beneath him. He grabs the baby boy and stuffs him into his maw in one swift motion.
OMPHF- GULP
The girl immediately begins to cry in terror, seeing what just happened to her brother.
"Ugh, sorry, hold on-" the mother, a few feet away, moves away along the wall of the brick building and around the corner to the opposite side, not wanting the crying to get in the way of her important business call.
"Looks like I won't have to be too careful after all~" Terry says as he lifts up the remaining child. He stuffs the baby's head into his maw and licks over it, savoring the flavor as the infant lets out a cry that's continually broken up by his tongue passing over her face.
ULP GLRRRRGGGLE HOOUUURRRP
The wolf lingers on the child's flavor for only a moment before swallowing her down to the same fate as her brother and letting out a satisfied belch. The infants struggle uselessly in his gut, creating small bulges that move across his bloated belly. A muffled crying audible only to him comes from inside.
GLRRRG GLORP
Terry rubs his gut and lets out a contented sigh as the babies stop moving, his gut churning them up rapidly. 
The slurry of two former babies squeezes through the wolf's intestines as his body processes them. When he feels them reach the back door, he leans his rear over the larger stroller just as he had the first.
FBLRRBLRFLRRTTTT THUD SPLRTLRTLLSPPRLLRRT 
A thick log caked with dozens of little infant bones and two ruined diapers thuds into the stroller, followed by a slurry of liquid filth, bones, and smaller nuggets of shit.
Finally, two little skulls splat into the mess one-by-one.
SPLAT SPLRRT
Terry pulls his pants back up and turns to admire his handiwork only briefly. He'd rather not stick around for when the turds' mother finishes her call.
The wolf is truthfully quite filled up by now, having gurgled up three infants already, but he soon spies desert in a stroller not far away. He certainly isn't going to say no to one last little treat to round out his day at the park.
A pretty pink stroller is parked right next to a bench where a deer is reading something on her tablet, headphones over her ears as she listens to music as well. Judging by her flustered expression, it seems pretty spicy. Her baby girl is right next to her, but she's so engrossed in her book that the wolf decides he's got a pretty good chance anyway.
The baby deer stares at him as he stares back, leaning over the stroller right beside the mother. Her diaper is filled with mushy poop, and her arms are held close to her body. 
Terry doesn't waste any time stuffing this little one into his maw. With the mother right there, he doesn't want to take too long.
He lifts the baby girl by the armpits and stuffs her head-first into his maw. He pushes her into his gullet by one finger that squishes into her messy diaper as she's stuffed down his throat.
OMPH SLK GULP
Terry makes his way behind the bench and silently reads over the mother's shoulder as her baby churns up inside his gut. His assumption was spot-on; she's currently reading a scene of a dog girl chained to a bed. 
The mother is so entranced in the scene she's reading that she doesn't notice the gurgling behind her, the sound of whips in her head louder than the sound of her baby getting sloshed less than a foot away.
CHURRRRN SLSHH GURRRRRGGGLE
The wolf reads with the mother until her baby girl has passed through most of his guts. With the little bundle of brown knocking on his back door, he maneuvers carefully back to the stroller.
As before, he places his rear end on the edge of the stroller and lets loose all that's left of the baby girl.
FBLRLRBFLRTTR BLRRRR SPLRLRTLRTLRLRTTT
A liquid slurry of infant remains pours out of him, along with plenty of more solid chunks of filth, all stuffed full of baby bones.
PLAT
The little one's half-digested diaper lands in the mush with a splash, a few droplets of shit landing on the side of the armrest the mother herself is leaning on.
SPULSH
Finally, Terry pushes out the baby's skull into the pile. The warm mound of belly-baked baby settles and emits a foul odor into the pleasant park air.
Terry wastes no time high-tailing it out of there when he's finished, as it surely won't be too long before the mother notices the stench. He quickly rounds a corner past a set of trees on the park path and slows to a leisurely pace. Now he's really satisfied.
The wolf enjoys the pleasant afternoon as he strolls out of the park. He's left behind three mounds of stinking filth where three mothers' little bundles of joy had been, as the women are sure to find when they return to their little ones.
Terry lets out a satisfied sigh as he leaves the park gates behind and heads for home. The park's free buffet has truly pleased him. Five stars.