Still not fully satiated from the excessive pleasantries that he had experienced firsthand at having had a faceful of Nisha's chest, regardless of how wonderfully smooth and warm as both her breasts were, Jared found himself longing for more contact with his newly acquainted goddesses, this time with sweet, gorgeously tan Rachel. Mortal as they were, their personalities and looks combined were more than enough to make him feel as though he had discovered heaven on earth in the form of some flawlessly kind and pretty women who were, none the wiser, showering him with sexually suggestive and loving affection while he was in the form of a sheepdog. His moral compass having, at this point, been thrown out the window, smashed on the implied concrete road below, and then run over by a figurative car, Jared felt no hang-ups for going in for seconds, complacent at the position he now found himself in.
Again, though he desired to focus on Rachel's nipples, Jared steered his adolescent wants (which in his mind, seemed like needs) and instead did the same as he had done with Nisha: he rubbed her face between Rachel's large, sumptuous bosom, licking and shaking his head around with ecstasy. Rachel laughed and cooed, hugging his head into her cleavage while Nisha and Caitlyn hugged him naked from behind. Jared wasn't sure why these girls were so keen on hugging and loving a dog they had just found out about while in their birthday suits, but very little- if any -of him cared. He was happy, he was safe, he was warm, and he had boobs. What more could he possibly desire?