After Match

After-Match Steam off~

After another insane victory for the team, Will and Jett stayed behind in the VIP room while the others left for home. Jett had a nice idea to thank Will for his endeavours this match~

“Guuuh, fuck me, Jett…” Will moaned as the panther lovingly sucked him off. Purring in satisfaction and as a way to stimulate his rod even more, as the vibrations traveled up his spine and down to his ass.

“Heh… Ha-gawd man, you really are after that nut this time, ay? Ouuh fffuck~!” He moaned again. Placing his hand on top of the panther’s head to help bop it faster. His rod tensing up as he was close to the finish.

Jett opened one eye to look up at him with a sly look and a small smirk on her sucking lips. Chuckling a bit, which made Will squirm some more from the added vibrations, before closing her eye again and focusing on getting her ‘super star’ off good and proper.

Will quite literally felt like he was in heaven, leaning back and letting out a sighing ‘baaa’ up into the ceiling. But amidst Jett’s vigorous sucking and ball clenching action, and Will’s mindmelted grip of her head, at some point one of the goat’s hoved fingers hits a hidden button somewhere on her head, which subsequently makes Jett stop dead in her tracks. Eyes shooting open as green lights flicker in her eyes a couple of times.

“He-Hey? Why you stoWOAH!” Will exclaimed when the panther suddenly flung straight up like a board and looked straight ‘at him’, tho more like straight through him. Then, while sitting on her knees, a hiss, followed by a small click, sounds out, and a pentagon shaped piece of her forehead, being the size of Will’s palm, flips open, revealing there to be a lot of delicate electronics, and at the middle, a CPU chip with the letters ‘J.E.T.T’ engraved on it.

Will sat frozen for a time, eyes wide open, and jaw hitting the floor from soden shock of the event. Jett, the face of the Thorns, was a goddamn robot!

“Holy goat jessus!” Will exclaimed at this revelation, hands clapped against his head in shock. His idol since childhood was an android this whole time!?!?

But as Will was freaking out at this, Jett just blankly looked at him, as if waiting for some manner of impute.

Noticing this, Will quickly shakes his head and gets back to some of his senses. “Okay!, Okay… Calm down Will… Phew! Okay, Sooo… Jett’s been a robot… this whole time?? Naa, that can’t be right… Right?? No! No that would be… Be insane if that was the actual flipping case!“ The tiny goat tried to rationalize with himself. It just could not be real that his childhood hero, and now best friend, has never been a real person since day one!...

But… Even as he steeled himself with this steadfast belief that this was the real truth, Hoping that it was the real one. Will’s eyes looked back down at the kneeling, blank faced ‘faker’ with a face of half faltering faith…

She ‘was’ a real person once, right?...

The moment this train of thought came to be, it was as if some part of him stirred to life and took the wheel for a moment, as Will slaps himself back to reality and shakes his head free from these dreadful thoughts he had cast upon himself.

“No! She IS real!. Something might’ve just… HAPPENED! down the road that caused her to get… THIS!-” He waves his hands furiously at the paused bot in front of him. Insinuating his point. “-Made in her image!” He finished, while breathing heavily after that tantrum of frustration.

“... *Inhale* *Exhale* …Buuuut… since ‘she’ is like this…” He began, and slowly moved his gaze to the blanked Jett bot. Lustful ideals resurfacing inside his mind. “...Might as well get some fun outta it while I can~... And then find out the truth” He finished out loud, confidence returning to him, as he rose from his seat before moving around back of the panther, and went down on his knees.

Pushing her forward, which took a little effort due to how stiff she was, he proceeds to take hold of both her ass cheeks and parts them open, revealing a wet pussy, and an ass ripe for consumption.

“Ooooh! jackpot!” He gleed, and started rimming her anal ring first with the tips of his finger, before moving down to her very inviting pussy and began slowly moving his fingers in and out of the warm canal she had. Enjoying the feel of it enveloping them so snugly. But disappointingly, to Will at least, she made not a sound from his rummaging of her private parts. “Damn… wish you’d moan a little-”

“Command received, engaging audio demo sequence” Jett blurted out, before letting out a soft, yet bland and robotic, moan.

“...”

WIll sticks his finger in deeper, which makes Jett moan a bit more. Then, he takes them out again and she quiets down once more. “...Meh, I can work with this, fam”

Now that he had commanded her to make sounds as he ‘played’ with her. The scrawny goat began his quest anew in using the robotic double however he sought. And oh boy, had he intended to make the most of it~.

Fingering her pussy with grace befitting a horny newbie in this field, Will simultaneously took the opportunity to show his lips against her donut and hungrily ate her backdoor out. His tongue slithering in as deep as it could like a semi-snake, pressing every pressure point that he could find in the robotic panther’s sphincter. And all the while, Jett’s moans, tho still bland, changed pitch and depth for each stroke and flick of his fingers, and each pull, thrust, and swirl of his tongue.

To Will, this ‘melody’ he made her play, was very amusing to him. And his muffled laugh rumbling into her only made it funnier, as her robotic moans would make this hilarious ripple/wave effect.

But after a short time of having his fun with her this way however, as much as he ‘loved’ to eat some fine dame ass, he decided that it was time to try some fine dame pussy instead. And a finer pussy can not be found, then that on a big black pussy cat like this~.

Pulling away from her asshole, he gave one of her soft-but-hard checks a wet kiss, before trailing his tongue downwards along her crack until he reached her pink petal. And from there, just like her ass, he gave her juicy gate the service of a lifetime!.

With tongue in puss, and two free hands, Will begins to multitask once again. One hand fingers her bum above, while with his other he grabs his rod and starts choking the rooster. A steady hand he used, but only with enough force to keep the blood pumping, and his junior at full attention.

After 5 whole minutes of indulging in the big black cat, Will just lost himself in the sweet taste of the synthetic panther’s nectar. Enjoying the melody of her mediocre moans of unenthusiastic pleasure. But, his finger-licking-sucking fun, apparently had a limit, according to the machine he was ‘feasting’ on…

“Warning: Aaah~, pleasure diagno- Ooooh~ -nostic assessment complete. Aah~ Oooh~ Ah~. Commencing climax action now. Standby… Stan- Aaah~ -ndby… Standby…” She stoically announced, which Will hardly paid attention to, until he suddenly felt her asshole twitch and clench around his finger, tougher with her honey-pot squeezing around his gold-digging tongue. Then, following this, a deluge of girl cum splashes the young goat back to reality, almost drowning him for a sec even. But that sudden ‘explosion’ from the bot, only helped to make his dick go harder for a few moments.

After a minute of being stuck with his tongue in her, he stops his assault on her rear once her inner walls loosened up, and pulls away entirely. His face was utterly drenched once the panther was finally done cumming, and the goat couldn't help but lick as much of it as he could.

“Climax procedure completed… All sexual parameters [Under Tier 1 - Tier 2 Parameter rank] Are at nominal capacity…” She droned on, while the left side of her face was pressing against the floor.

Will finishes up licking his snout and maw clean with a few finishing and satisfied pops of the lips “Hmm!, ya taste pretty good, girl!” He comments, and slaps her tight rear. A stale moan emanates from the panther in response, before she stiffly returns to her prior knee-sitting position like a bended springboard.

Getting back up on his hooves and dusting off his knees, Will walks back in front of the mind-paused kitty cat with a drowsy-happy look on his mug. Grabbing his penis again, he lazily starts to jerk it off, even getting some ball action in there as well for a time, as he’s begun to find robo-Jett’s blank expression to be rather hot~.

Right now, all alone in the dresser, having just eaten the fake panther out until she ‘came’ her computer brains out. Will had found himself enjoying his time with what he could call his own personal toy, even if it was a fleeting moment, and by sheer accident. But he hardly cared about any of that right now. All the blood in his body was going down into his junior, and he wanted to be pleased rather badly…

Grabbing hold of her head with his free hand, caressing the left side of her face with his thumb to enjoy the texture of her fur again, and then bringing her down to his crotch. Halting his masturbation for a moment to instead slap her cheek with his pre-dripping meat, and also giving her snout a couple of plaps in between. Leaving behind a few stains, and some small connecting strands between the two surfaces of bare flesh and fur. The goat boy lets out a blissed chuckle from the dopamine, and, in some way, ‘Powerfantasy’ this whole interaction was giving him, before going back to masturbating his rod. After a bit, he became a little more rambunctious, Shifting the process between good ‘ol reliable, and then using her maw, which he pried open with the tip of his cock, for a good couple of thrusts.

“Haaa… Fffuuuuk, Jett~… Or should i call you Bot-Jett? Jett-Bot? Jettinator?... What ev fam!, my point is you're hotter then any girl i’ve met! Period” He told the unresponsive robot, who didn’t respond since it didn’t detect any keywords in his ramblings. It just kept staring straight while Will filled its maw with his salty goat meat. Tho, if his admiration was aimed at the bot, or still at the faint hope that the real Jett was a real person, no one could say.

But aside from that depressing can-of-worms, given his young and spry nature, and general lack of ‘bitches’ as the young’ings would say. Will eventually brought himself to climax quickly. Gritting his teeth while his face strained with failing willpower, the boy calls out the faker’s name a few times through stuttering moans, before hastily pulling Jett’s stiff head back with his free hand til she stared straight at his now quickly masturbated rod, before he releases the mighty roar of his people to the heavens above. “B-BAAaAaAaAaA!!!” Which was then followed by his pulsating cuck, shooting out rope after rope of his viral seed. plastering her soft furred face with splotches of white creamy goodness~.

One of these strands however, hits a mark which these strands frankly shouldn’t have hit. Landing right on the open hatch to her delicate, and very so exposed, cpu brain.

A second goes by as the cum seeps into the hardware, before a spark ejects from out of the hatch, followed by Jett’s eyes blinking four separate colors in a split second, before snapping out of Will’s hold and going rigid. Arms stretching down to her sides at max reach, and her fingers frozen in a perpetual glitchy motion of gripping onto an invisible ball.

“Woah! Hey! You good, lady?” Will asked, having gotten slightly spooked at her sodden spasm.

“Er-Er-System inte-te-teError! gretyyyyy*Bweezt!* Compromi-mi-mi-mi-Grrrr-Come on team! TeAm! tEaM! Teeeee-ERROR!*Pzzt!* I’ve got a-a-a-a-a Nice little reward for-for_or you in the ba-ba-baa-ack, wonder goatsy~Sy~! -Y!-Goa-o-o-o-o-o-o…” She stuttered with an unsynced jaw. Her eyes individually changing color, while also either looking off to each their direction, or going full derp and stare at the bridge between them. All in tandem with each new ejection of sparks from her open forehead.

Following a tiny, yet at the same time very volatile, eruption of these sparks, Jett quickly sprung back up on her paws. Knocking Will back and down on his ass with a hurtfilled grunt and startled yelp. Her arms still stuck in their almost ricamotis like state, until she then lifted one leg, did a 1-80 on her one supporting leg, and started marching her way towards one of the lockers. Moving like one of dem old toys, where in their arms swung forward and backwards in tandem with their steps.

“Must. Get. On. Uniform. *Kkkk* Must. Get. Uniform. Off. *Bzzt!* Must-ust. Win. Mat-ch-ch-ch- *TZZT!* Must. Suck. Dick-Dick-Cuck-Dick *Bzee* Eerrrrr…” She… ‘Chanted’ on repeat as she neared one of the rows of metal lockers. Stopping right in front of them like a twitching statue, seemingly taking a moment to ‘compose’ her next action in her short-circuiting CPU.

“Ooow!... Hey! Wait up Jett! Where ya going?!” Will called after the now malfunctioning panther. Getting back on his feet just as the faker nonchalantly opens, grabs, and then rips off one of the locker doors on one of the lockers, before stiffly turning his way, cucking her arms back over her sparking head with the door still in her claws, and chucks it like she was a catapult.

“OH SNAP!!” Will bleeped, and hit the deck like a sack of potatoes just as the door flew overhead and impaled into the wall further back.

“How you like-like-like that throw, *Tzzt!* [Pussy Boy]. *Bzzt!* Error!-or! Script-t-t-t_Failure_Delta_Cup-cupCUP-Cupcake!. Lets Do!-Do!-Do!-DO!-8o!-...” She continued to ramble, and faced back to the now open locker, procuring a bottle of water from within.

“Eeeeh-Oh dang-ang, am Iiiiii-i-.i-i Thirsty~ *BZZZT!* *Boof!*” Another eruption orcures from her forehead, resulting in the hand holding the bottle to squeeze so fast and tightly, the plug flew off together with a small geyser of water. A good quarter of it splashes down on her head shortly after, worsening her condition as her arms snaps up in the air, flinging the bottle she held behind her, before then going into a spastic seizure of motion.

“Thirsty!Thirsty!ThiERRORrsty!Thirsty!Thirsty!ERRORThirsty!Thirsty!Thirsty!ThirERRORsty!Thirsty!ThRORORORirsty!Thirsty!Thirsty!TER-ER_errROhirsty!Thirsty!Thir-!” She glitched out in a mad spree, her eyes blinking between red and orange like she was part of a rave party, as static electricity now danced around her head in full, together with sparks now just sizzling from out of the hatch.

A loud but muffled pop could be heard from within the feline, which was then followed by them turning around and start walking again. But after the first two steps, the walking turned into unbalanced ballerina dancing, as she started spinning around while she moved forward. Her swinging arms working as counterweights that just barely manages to keep her from flopping to the ground.

And while all of that was happening, and her speech getting faster and more unhinged by the second, Will began to hear this sharp screeching sound getting louder and louder, to the point that he covered his ears as it was starting to mildly hurt his eardrums. But aside from the ear piercing sound, he also started to smell something… Burning… uh ooh.

The panther started spinning faster now. Faster and faster, she spins around so fast now that her jersey straight up flew off her body, and all the while she continues talking while her eyes are going ballistic in their sockets, until a small explosion of flame bursts out from her forehead, with small bits and pieces of burnt hardware clattering down along the floor all around. She starts to slow down and stumbles a bit, her manic speech slowing down together with her eyes stopping dead in their tracks and resetting back to center, dilating big time til they looked like overdramatic ‘poppy-eyes’, and then both orbs going dark, as what remained of her processor just burns within her metal cranium.

Once she comes to a full halt, knees now touching one another as she stands half-slumped, another and final burst of sparks erupts from her, jolting her hips to thrust one last time, which causes her tilt and then finally slam her back, down against the hard floor with a rattling clang and boom.

The now deactivated, and slightly twitching Jett, was now reduced to nothing more than a pile of scrap. All thanks to a bit of goat shenanigans… Meanwhile tho, on the sideline, Will stood and looked at his ‘woopsy’ with outer horrified shock. Maw agape and hands gripping hard on his own hair… He was gonna be in SOOO much trouble, for sure.

“Oooohn gosh, i’m soo fucking dead!” Will lamented in panic, before quickly jumping over to the still laying panther-bot “Oh shit! Oh shit!! Aaah, what am’a gonna do?!?” He panicked some more, as he frantically looked about for a solution, even pulling a bit on the panther’s limp limbs to see if he could pull ‘em off somewhere, but that was a pipe dream and a half.

“Do what, Kid?”

“Waaa!” Will half screamed and jumped, when another made their presence known. “Coach?!?”

The long nosed monkey Dennis comes walking in while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Having yet to see the scene that Will was standing in.

“I was just taking a quick shot-eye for thirty minutes when I heard a bunch of como-WHAT IN THE BLAZING BANANAS IS GOING HERE!?!” Coach yelled once he finally opened his eyes and saw the goat standing beside the smoking body of Jett.

Will quickly throws up his hands in front of him in defence, while backpedaling away from the ‘crime scene’ “WAITWAITWAIT!! I-I-I can explain! sh-she just…! And i was…!”

While Will desperately tried to explain the situation, Coach merely hoped over to the body to examine it.

He looks at the double for a quick moment, before pinching the bridge of his nose with a tired and frustrated sigh. “Gaaaa! I told them this would happen eventually!” He snapped to himself under his breath.

“Wait, Huh?...” Will said, flabbergasted. “Wait! wait! wait! You KNEW she… THIS was a robot?!?”

• Sigh* “Kid… That's been the case for a year now” Coach told him with a tired look on his face "Ever since after that leg injury from when you faced down Lava Coast, You’ve been working with this stuppid tin-can…” He explained, finishing by lightly kicking the limp Jett robot.

“Wait, so… Jett IS a real person??”

“What? Yeah of course she is, kid!! What, you thought she was a doll this whole time or something?! Just because of this one??”

“...Kinda” He answered, head slumped and cheeks turning red from mild embarrassment.

“Oooh sweet monkey Jesus!... Okay, come next morning I'll fill you all in on the details. About damn time you all learned the truth” The monkey grumbled, before grabbing under the panther’s right armpit and lifts them up half with a grunt. “Oof! Now come over here and help me drag her to the janitor’s closet, before anyone else sees this!” He ordered.

“Um-ugh… Right!” He coughed and quickly walked over to his aid. “But… WHY didn’t you or Jett tell us?” The goat boy asked, before hoisting up the pretty heavy panther from under their left armpit with a grunt of his own.

"Because… Mmf! Jett thought you all wouldn't work as well if you knew you were working with a robot…” He explained some more, as they slowly dragged robo-Jett off to the closet. “...And also… Because she thought it would be quote-on-quote ‘Funny’ When or if one of you should find out…”

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Meanwhile…

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Far away from the stadium and the team’s locker room. Lying on a large queen bed inside of their private penthouse, with pillows aplenty all around them, and wearing a comfy night gown to boot, laid a large panther with a happy smirk on her lips. She was staring at the screen of her phone, which showed the view of a hidden camera stashed inside of the team’s changing room. And oh boy, did she have a blast watching the show that just unfurled.

“Hmhmhm~ Oh Will, baby… You may be the ‘Goat’, but you are still such a cute little idiot~” She hummed, while watching Will, together with the coach, struggle to drag away her defunct robotic double.

“Mmmwaaa~! You aint wrong there, sister~” Another Jett chimed in, as their head rose up from between the real Jett’s thighs. Their snout and muzzle being drenched and damp, as they held a sly-sweet smile.

“Damn right I ain't!” She laughed. But then her face turned stern “And who told you to stop, bitch?” She hissed, before grabbing her double’s head and shoving it down between her thighs once more. They of course, without delay, began eating their ‘mistress’ anew. A sassy, yet submissive purr, radiating out of them as they enjoyed both the act of pleasing Jett, and her oh so heavenly taste~.

“Yeeaaahh… That’s more like it~!. Now keep doing that slow pace for the next 30, while mama here rewatches this virgin’s Pornshoot~”

{The End}

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