Much to Jared's delight (as his horny 17-year-old boy mind was still active, stuck inside a sheepdog's body or not), he found himself in a yard with four beautiful college girls, roughly between 22 and 23 years of age each, talking with one another at a patio table. Jared stared at them, feeling a sense of pleasure within their beauty, specifically located in their chest regions. His tail began to wag, and he started panting softly. One of the girls, a pretty young woman with bronze skin and short black hair in a bob-cut, noticed him and smiled. "Awww! Hi, doggy! Are you lost?" This grabbed the attention of the other girls, who all turned their heads and reacted in a similar manner. Jared, compelled by their loving remarks and their arousing physiques, walked over to them. One of the girls, a long-haired blonde with emerald green eyes, began to scratch behind his left ear. Jared's eyes rolled back in his eye, as the sensation gave him even more pleasure than his urinating a few minutes ago had. "Aw, poor puppy. You're so dirty. But you're so cute, too!" One of the girls, of Indian descent with brown hair, checked his collar and read the address. "Well, he's from next door, so he's not lost. I can't believe you never told me you lived next to such an adorable little thing, Rachel!" The bronze-skinned girl ("Rachel", apparently) laughed. "I didn't know!", she responded, laughing as she began scratching behind Jared's other ear, doubling his euphoria. "But I'm so glad I do now!" Jared sighed, enjoying the love and attention he was receiving from the buxom beauties, his new form proving to be a disguise that brought untold and very welcome wonders to into his life. "This couldn't possibly get any better", he thought to himself.