Who should I eat?

It's Pia's job to set the table for lunch every day (Dinner is Dominic's).  But today she seems to be not in the mood.

"I'm too tired to set the table," claimed Pia, while running and jumping around in her bedroom.

Daddy: But if you don't set the table, we won't be able to eat food,  and if I can't eat food, I have to eat a little child.  Who can I eat?

Pia: Eat Domu!

Daddy: I don't want to eat Domu.  He smells bad.

Pia: I also smell bad.

Daddy: But you just took a bath.  You smell good.  So I will eat you.

Pia: I don't smell good! 

At that point she turns around, bends over, pulls down her pants: "Smell my recty!" *

 

(*rectum)