Celeste bends her head down towards the arcanine, gently slipping her wide jaws over his head. Her mouth smells of her saliva, and her pink flesh surrounds his vision entirely. Her thin tongue will raise up and begin to lick down his fur, coating him in a thin layer of saliva. Another soft gurgle emanates up from below, and at this, she pushes down slightly further, pushing his snout through the flaps of her throat and downwards, so that he is facing into the dark tunnel below. The smell is slightly unpleasant once more, but not unbearably so. Another quick gulp pulls his belly into her jaws too, forcing him down a short way and creating a rather nice bulge on the outside of her throat. She gulps once more, leaving only the dog's paws within her maw, and with a few licks and another gulp, those are gone too. The bulge on her outside travels slowly downwards until it meets the floor, at which point it travels out of Snide's view into the larger evolution's belly. Speaking of which, true to her word, there are no acids present inside her stomach when the arcanine is finally deposited into the spacious organ. Light filters in from somewhere or other, dimly illuminating the surroundings. She licks over her lips and turns to Snide, wondering what he will taste like.