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The cloudless sky of night was filled with twinkling stars. The full moon reflected so much sunlight, that this night could hardly be considered dark. The large and ancient castle was basking in the lunar rays and its rooms, mostly dark save for a few, which were brought to life by brightly burning candles or torches. In the highest tower, near the top, in one of these illuminated rooms, behind the windows, a shadow could be seen, moving about frantically.

The shadow was that of Crystallos's, the magic school's very own head of the servants. For that is what this ancient castle is. An institute for young magic wielders from far and wide, famous for pushing their students to excel in all kinds of magic, from simple use of the elements to the more difficult magics of the mind, soul, spirit and the powers of dark and light.

Crystallos, the iguana, though possessing no magic of his own, did not mind, nor have a care for acquiring it, quite content with where he was. He was the youngest to ever hold the title of head servant. He had worked his way up to that level through sheer determination and hard work, noted for doing all the menial tasks others never wanted and he had gained considerable respect from teachers and students alike. He was sweating underneath his gray robe as he was hectically, but meticulously, dusting off the entire room. And the room did have a lot to dust off.

There was first the large desk and chair made out of blackened oak wood. On the desk were some books, papers and a small vial of ink with a midnight black quill in it. The walls were filled with shelves and on them were all sorts of magical artifacts. From bottles containing brightly colored potions to little potted pants. A small mirror made of silver that reflected the torch lights. Scrolls and manuscripts, some looking ancient and so frail that the meekest of touches threatened to crumble them into ashes. Another significant item there was the globe of the world. It was always in motion, some portions covered with clouds, others with sun. Crystallos knew it was called a weather-viewer, a favorite of Headmaster Ga'ould the Gold.

Headmaster, yes, it was Crystallos's duty as head servant to clean this particular room, and the honor was reserved for him. This came as a joy to the iguana as he loved to do it. Crystallos did also have a favorite piece of his own. Well, he couldn't consider it a piece exactly, more... like an entire wall. Remembering back, he recounted the day when he cleaned the room for the first time and had taken a shine to it, despite it only being two days after his newly gained stature. This wall which he adored was filled, end to end with bookcases and those bookcases were crammed with all kinds of books. Thick and thin, large and small, and ranged in an assortment of colors, so much so it was practically the rainbow. None the less, Crystallos had never dared to open a book; or even touch one. However, he did read the titles on the sides as he did every night.

He stopped dusting, putting down the feather-duster gently on the floor and walked towards the wall. With a small gesture, he cocked his head a bit to read the titles of the books, wondering what each particular book would be about. Titles like 'Magical monsters and the places they inhabit' or 'Advanced spell-casting and sorcery' not to mention 'The hundred uses of dragonblood'. All those curiously labeled books always spoke to his imagination and made his mind wander, even daydream. Crystallos sighed, slumping his shoulders. Sadly unlike other days, reading titles wasn't in his fortune as he was already running rather behind schedule, hence his pacing. He had been foolish to indulge in an 'after-dinner- quickie'' as his date Silvyo had so lovingly called it. Sadly for his small bouts of pleasure he was now paying the price and a reputation as it was, needed to be upheld.

Still, knowing what a pleasure the company of his partner was, and for the delight it brought him, how could he have resisted Silvyo's advances? Indeed he was handsome of features, his tall and muscular body, his green and silver scales and his big seven and a half inch cock, thick and...

Crystallos shook his head, jarring those straying thoughts from his mind.

_No! No time for reminiscing._He picked up his feather-duster again and started dusting off the shelves and the books.

When Crystallos was nearing the middle of the wall, he suddenly realized there was one book laying on its side, one with a deep red cover and not upright like the others. It cried 'I am out of place' to him. Glancing around it a few moments, he could see there was no gap between the other books to place it, therefore had to be a new one. Crystallos's heart jumped with excitement, wanting to read the cover, but it was up too high. He tiptoed and pushed the tip of his tail firmly on the ground to steady himself, then reached for it. With his five feet and eight inches tall body and arms outstretched, he still couldn't get it. Frustrated he looked around the room, it was then he saw the footstool in the corner alongside his bucket of water and mop. He quickly walked over to it, and returned to the wall with his new aid. He set it down, then climbed on top of it.

Almost, but not quite, the poor iguana to his misfortune still couldn't reach it. He tiptoed again and suddenly found that he could touch the book with the tip of his fingers. He slowly eased it closer, pushing one side first, then tried grabbing the other side. A thought passed which would ease the errand, maybe if he jumped a bit?

"On three. One... Two... Jump." Taking a small lunge he found his footing clumsy, and his flapping arms granting no balance. He had clearly missed and fell back. The footstool fell over sideways and the iguana falling on his ass rather hard, with a dull thud, while his floundering foot paws accidently kicked the bookcase. The knock was enough to make the book jump off the shelf as it came down right on top of his blue-scaly head, vollying off to land in the space between his legs.

"OUCH!" he shouted, the book heavier then he thought. The front was facing the floor, so he was still not able to read the title. Tending to the small knock he'd received from the book, he gently rubbed at it with his paws. That didn't go as planned, but at least the book was with him. Carefully, he picked it up and turned it around, revealing the title written in bold golden letters. Crystallos read the title aloud, "Your wish, my command". Something was happening, abruptly the letters seemed to come alive, glowing. Panick forced him to relinquish his grasp of the book. The iguana gave short gasps to catch his breath, but the fear was short lived. New excitement soon eclipsed the former terror.

Questions roamed his mind, had the book just responded to him? How was that even possible when he lacked magical ability. As he looked down at the book, he thought it over again, maybe, just maybe, the book held magic unto itself? He chuckled, then carefully took the front cover between his thumb and index-finger and opened the book. The first page was empty, only a white sheet of paper. He flipped the page, but the second and third pages were exactly the same. He flipped through the pages, confused. Every page was blank, empty. "Some book, pfft" he said out loud "Your wish, my command, whatever!"

Just as he had said it again, the page he was on began to glow a brilliant gold. Maybe he should just wish? But what would he wish for? Something silly sprang to mind.

Maybe I should wish for a tentacle monster, or something to pleasure me, or better y... He never finished the thought as the golden pages flew open to the centre. A split second was all it was before it sprouted two long and thick, green tentacles. Crystallos dropped the book, immediately trying to scurry backwards on his rear, pushing off with his paws and feet. He was not fast enough as one of the tentacles was quick enough to snare his left ankle, wrapping not once but thrice around it in a blink of an eye. The pressure was firm, not painful, but enough to begin to draw him back. He wanted to scream, and just as he was about to, his open maw was seen to by, the second tentacle which had been just that second quicker. It then continued to slither and swiftly wrap itself around his neck, coiling once around his head. The iguana had been gagged, and nothing he could do would be to any avail. The book shuddered and trembled on the ground, as more tentacles shot out of the golden glowing pages. All of them were of considerable length, but some were very thin, others even thicker than his arms.

Crystallos thrashed about against the vines, attempting to free himself. He grabbed and yanked at them, but insistently, they didn't budge. Slowly, the thickest of the four vines moved towards him first, snaking and slithering away as it reared its tip up, as if it were a snake ready to strike. Just as it did, something seemed to be happening. A slit formed at the end, slowly widening more and more. The other tentacles seemed to follow suit, each one developing a similar... oral entry? With almost predatory motions, it searched out his paws and feet. Crystallos kicked out again, but the vine was faster and with a quick snatch, it clamped down on the Iguana other foot. Oddly pain was amiss, and only a soothing suckling sensation followed, if he wasn't mistaken, it even felt good. The other three vines did the same and Crystallos could only look horrified as they clamped down over his other limbs, consuming him all the way to the ankles and wrists. The lizard felt his body being raised, and then suspended in the air, carefully, gently even.

Splayed, and stretched out, even if he became helplessly spread-legged in the process, he couldn't help but feel some unusual excitement to mix with the fear. He was sure he would be eaten, but that's when it happened. One of the medium sized vines carefully slid up along his abdomen, slurping along his chest until the end reached his cheek. It passed tender strokes along his cheek, each stroke holding a calming effect as if it was nurturing him with it's tip. The sensation was smooth with each caressing pass. Then it came to him. He realized just exactly what is was that he had wished this, even if it was by accident. It wasn't going to kill or eat him. As if to give him confirmation, the vine around his maw retracted, leaving him to scream for help if he desired.

He didn't.

What he did release however, was a sigh. Knowing what was happening now, he slowly let go of the tension in his body as his muscles relax. One of the thinner tendril's decided to sneak it's way up, under his robe, sliding past his hips. He felt a gentle pressure moving against his sternum before it turned inwards and around his pectoral. The tip, although out of sight beneath his clothing, traced the area around his right nipple in circular motions. The sensations were starting to feel pleasingly tickle-like. Slow warmth began to spread along his nipple, moist and then the suction came with a burst of delight. The rest of that naughty tendril moved against his body, and massaged. He eased more into it, what other option was there than to enjoy it? With keen eyes he looked at the vines more intently to study them. They were covered in tiny scales, which were leaf shaped, which explained the pleasing ticklish sensation, which of course wasn't overly ticklish, but enough to make him feel good.

They were all in varying colors of green, the same color plants like ivy or holly had. But they moved as if they had animal instinct, all with a mind of their own. A second vine started it's advance along his body, and the pleasing contact came. Just like the other, he'd already guessed where this one would go, and his other nipple was feeling neglected. As it reached it, it also latched to it. The firm suckling ensued, and he could feel it being tugged and played with. The two worked in unison, making the iguana gasp in bliss. While those two were busy a third vine raised up in front of him, then split into two, each one dove for him, raising up into his robing and with one fell jerk, tore them away. All Crystallos heard was a loud ripping noise, leaving him hanging completely naked, his blue colored scales shimmering in the torch lights.

The smallest tendril yet came up out of the book. It quickly slithered over the floor, then went right up, in between Crystallos legs. It was oozing a green substance which flowed deliciously like sweet nectar, seemingly from an opening at the tip, dripping in thick amounts. It slowed down, making its way towards the iguana's frontal slit, then carefully pressed down with curious motions. The sensation came as smooth, subtle, and yet quite teasingly not enough as if it was wishing to make him beg for it. The creature of the book, mapped the lizard's contours, dripping lubricant from the probing tendril with sliding ease, the movements tickled with tempestuous passes which elicited a gasp from it's bound captive, wanting to make him thrust his hips. Alas, he resisted that urge .

The twin serpents held therein couldn't help but begin to swell, becoming the stern pillars of pleasure he knew them to become when the nether urge demanded attention. Two hemipenis slowly began to surface, becoming harder, growing, until they fully emerged from their slumber as his prideful, outstood totems of lust. At this point, he felt some reluctance as he felt withdrawal, deeply yearning the touch of the vine as it pulled away. It was as if the small vine had reacted to his erection, seeming to have done it's job. Just as he was too pleased another immediately took it's place, a little thinner, but something surprising happened.

"W.. What are you doing?" he suddenly asked with a gasp, as he shivered from delight feeling a sudden penetration of his frontal area. Something was slipping inside, and he knew it was the vine. He felt his nether region bulge, stretch, and blissfully strain in a way so pleasurable, but all in order to accompany a sexy third alongside his own twin rods. He could only welcome this strange, alien feeling it gave. Several shocks ran through his spine to his brain and back, making him shudder and flex all of his muscles. He could feel it's contrasting warmth as it filled him more inside to be an attractive opposite to his cold. Looking down, he could see a small bulge between his legs from the stuffing, and never had he felt something like this. The tendril, so assertive, yet careful with him, ensuring that he wouldn't be hurt, and surprisingly the little stretching, came as a welcoming bliss. Like a predatory snake, taking it's prey, it caressed around the base of his two shafts. He wasn't sure what was happening, but knew it was one of the most erotic experiences of his life. Strangely, the vine began to coil around them as he felt the slithering pressure take hold with a gentle squeezing sensation. The invading appendage seemed to be oozing it's slippery ooze so much, it was seeping in large amounts from his slit. The sexual liquid from the beast that took him, ran along his inner thighs, right the way down, leaving long stranded droplets to fall from his paws. The tip of it, after wrapping around them several times, slithered out from him, swaying it's end side to side as if it were a creature with it's own mind. Erotically, in sensual slow work, it spiralled further as it travelled the iguana's length, pinning the two lusty organs against one another. Working its way to the tips, curled along the shafts, he felt his sensitive skin being softly tugged. He suddenly felt his skin, being pulled up and down his lengths, jerking tenaciously as pleasure rode along both phalluses simultaneously..

"By Morphea, this feels so..." he gasped, calling out to the goddess of dreams, hoping, pleading even, for more pleasure. It felt wonderful, so good that he didn't have words to describe it. Just when he thought he was getting it all, another vine sprouted out of the book. It was medium sized, making it's way up his thigh and slithered alongside the smaller one but not making contact just yet. Just like the other it was oozing liquid as well. But as it shot up, it did change its course in midair. Instead of following the small vine to his crotch, this one went a little bit further back and he knew where it was heading. The newest explorer started to trace the puckered hole as he felt it become wetter with what was being oozed, tickling and tracing around the edges in seductive circular motions. Out of instinct, Crystallos clenched his buttocks tight. The vine reacted to that, by slowly increasing it's strength in response, which made those circling motions feel like squirming delight around his yearning rear entry. Whenever it made a full circle, the small vine also jerked Crystallos off, up and down the shafts working in tandem. A shrilled cry of pleasure left him, and as he grew a little more accustomed, granted the rear intruder more freedom by relaxing his muscles. The anal vine carefully pressed its tip inside of the iguana's tailhole. He could feel it slowly prying his delicate entrance open, and wet enough that he held no resistance, nor did he want to. He could feel himself stretching to accommodate it, being pulled open little by little. It was gentle, yet assertive as it pushed into him. He felt an amazing filling sensation as it violated his tailhole. Generously gifted amounts of slime poured into him more than any partner had ever done, lubing him up. The rear tendril, squirmed within him, pushing and stretching his anal cavern to add an internal thrashing which again came as a foreign delicacy for him, and just then, began to slowly pump in and out of him. He could hear the slurping sounds with each drive into him. Oh, how he wished Silvyo's was like this, it felt so much longer and went that much deeper than he ever thought he was capable of taking. Pacing itself, it continued parting his internal retreat more with every thrust, working its way further as it grew more furious, even though Crystallos clenched his muscles each time. The thrusts came faster and faster, as if they were thunderbolts of pleasure.

"Nyaaahhh," he screamed aloud before moaning "oooohhh.. OOOHHH," closing his eyes and throwing back his head in ecstatic bliss.

The small vine that was groped divinely around his needy cocks followed with mind blowing, synchronized movements in time with the heart rendering anal pumps. Both his cocks helplessly throbbed as they bobbed up and down so out of his control and he loved the feeling. He could feel the pressure building a few inches beneath his tailhole, something cataclysmic like there was a trigger about to be pulled. The strength only grew more potent before it happened, and it hit so hard.

"I'm I... Ahhh," was all he could cry out, as his climax dominated him, every muscle in his body tensed, as shivers passed over his body. Enormous spurts spewed out, firing an entire two meters before him as his whites splashed along the freshly mopped floor. The small vines became furious as if almost bent on milking every last drop from his squirting twins. He clenched his muscles so hard that even the bigger vine could not move anymore, nor did it seem to want to, as if afraid it might hurt the iguana.

Crystallos shuddered, before he felt the climb down from his heightened euphoria, then eased his restless body. He looked down at the floor, where a puddle of his semen collected. Then the small vine released his cocks and dropped down right into the puddle. It started bathing in it, as a small bird would bath in sand, squirming and slapping down on it. Slowly the semen got absorbed by the small vine and it trembled, as if in delight. It seemed to invigorate the tentacle monster, because the medium vine started slowly thrusting again. And at that time, three more tentacles burst from the book.

The hungry tendrils of lust just homed in, drawn by a need which they mutually shared, to cum again. With frivolous gestures, entertaining, and almost wrestling against one another, they made their overexcited way to him. Abruptly, two of them formed mouths as the first vines had, creating large gaping holes. The other one, just formed a small opening, oozing it's green treat. The first two carefully touched the tips of the semi-flaccid cocks, and caressed along the length of their undersides, traversing the sensual flesh littering it with tokens of affection as if being given small, suckling kisses along them. Crystallos gasped and cried out in bliss as he could feel his manliness come to life again. He was swelling, becoming erect as the suckles drew more blood to it, until he was completely hard again. He then felt a newer feeling take him, one of warmth as the two vines took it upon themselves to swallow his pistons, bringing a joy only oral could. A firm vacuum could be felt as they absorbed his already leaking cocks once more. The two erotic deviants continued devouring down his lengths all the way to the roots.

The other vine was suddenly right in front of his face. Crystallos raised an eyebrow, being a bit suspicious. "What aahhre you going to...?" His question was answered even before he finished as the vine gagged him. A smooth tingling rushed along his lips as it flowed within, prying his maw apart. At first, Crystallos held his mouth closed, and jerked within his binds, turning his head left to right. But then, the two vines swallowing his cocks, made a pumping motion and with a loud "OOOOOOOWWWHHH" he opened wider and the vine slithered further inside his maw.

The liquid heaven leaking out from the vine was thick and cloying, but tasted honey-like. The vine gently rubbed against the inside of the iguana's cheek and smeared its flavours for him to swallow down. Crystallos did just that, taking it down with big gulps as he gave muffled moans. He could feel how pleasant it was, as it coated the back of his throat and slithered down all the way down into his stomach. Immediately, he felt warmth radiate from within, as if he'd become flustered with pleasure. It spread like wildfire through his entire body, causing him to become hot and sweat with renewed arousal in the very fiber of his being, by the strange liquid.

The two vines around his cock started pumping and sucking, with oral supremacy over his yearning rods. The movements over his cocks from the tips to the roots and back making strong passes. He felt the thick veins in his cocks throb with each squeezing suckle as he felt the desirable tightness from within the vines. With every stroke he tried to cry out in pleasure, gasping or sighing only to have his sounds damped by the gagging oral invader. He wanted it again, he wanted to orgasm so much. He couldn't help but love this powerful thing in his mouth which he was sucking off eagerly, trying to get more of the delicious juice inside of him. His tailhole felt as if it was ablaze with pleasure as he felt the increasing aggression of the thrusts, growing faster, firmer, and with more need to match his own. His body tensed through the intensit, with his own geyser building heavily, nearing another eruption. He felt his body receiving over and over as his arms and legs flailed.

His body felt so hot, as if his body was an inferno of burning passion, every muscle in his body was straining. But he realized he had only just orgasmed minutes ago, surely after such a big one the first time around he would be incapable? Although he could feel with how heavy the feeling was between his legs that he was more than mistaken. The small vine on the floor seemed to have finished its semen-bath and like a snake strike, shot upwards, right for the Iguana's tailhole. He felt the squirming other, well lubricated, and with urgency expand him just that little bit more as it entered the darkened bliss of Crystallos anal passage. It slithered into the tight space to accompany it's partner in lust as both worked him relentlessly. His body swayed back and forth as juices splashed from his tailhole. The smaller vine came to a halt, and instead of thrusting any further, it stopped and pressed it's tip against the inner wall of flesh, softly prodding and tickling as if in search for it's treasure, and that's when the iguana felt a different kind of pressure as he felt his prostate discovered. The gland, already swollen with need, felt grinded, and kneaded with firm attention.

Crystallos moaned against the vine in his mouth, tilting his head backwards and closing his eyes. Shuddering, he could feel the tingles creeping over his body and along his cheeks. A flowing bliss bubbled up through his entire body as he was left to bare it with trembles. The vine in his maw took the opportunity to dive inside his throat, and he almost choked as he was deepthroated. It was pulsing and like it was about to... It burst it's liquid deep as it hit the back of his throat. Suddenly, he felt the vine in his tailhole bulge a bit bigger and he felt his innards being filled as the splash of their gooey wonder splashed and coated him from inside. He could feel it shooting inside, shot after shot as the fluids seeped out of his tight hole and down the back of his legs. The vines on his cocks sucked eagerly and the iguana could feel it coming, he could feel himself tensing as pleasure was roaring like an unrestrained beast through him as he came so hard. He didn't know where he was, but wherever this place was, it was without the best place he'd ever been. His penises throbbed and bobbed wildly within the vine's maws as he cried out with a muffled sound while trying to swallow. Giving no quarter the vines eagerly continued the pace sucking and drinking every last drop that blasted from his twin cocks. Crystallos kept spasming and shivering, trying to moan and gasp, until he was completely milked for all that he had.

The vine in his mouth was the first to retract. Crystallos gasped for air and followed the vine with his eyes, seeing it slither back in and vanish into the book it came from. Quickly, the vines in his tailhole followed suit, then the ones that so expertly had sucked his cocks. The last four vines carefully laid him back on the ground. They relinquished their grasp over him and retreated. All he could see from his exhausted view was the book glowing bright once more, then it jumped into the air, closed itself and flopped back on the floor. The glow became faint and disappeared altogether. Crystallos, had had quite an experience, and one that left him knackered, for a moment he decided to just lay there and close his eyes.

Seconds had passed, or maybe much longer as he felt himself being poked hard on the shoulder by something pointy. He opened his eyes and saw the face of the Headmaster, standing over him, poking him with his cane.

"Get up, Master Crystallos. You must have had quite the night. You work too hard, you know that. So hard it seems like you have fallen asleep on the floor." The headmaster chuckled.

Crystallos looked at himself and realized he was fully dressed, the same outfit he had worn the previous day. He quickly stood up and bowed once towards the headmaster.

"Forgive me, Headmaster, but I... I... I had the strangest dream and..." the headmaster held up his hand to interrupt him. "Was it a dream, Crystallos? Or was it your imagination? Either way, who says they are not real in their own rights? Go now, you look exhausted. Get some sleep in a comfortable bed and rise and shine tomorrow. I will make sure you have the day off today."

"Thank you, Headmaster, that is really kind of you." Crystallos turned and made for the door.

"Wait a second, Master Crystallos. It seems you have forgotten your book." The iguana turned around and saw the Headmaster bend over to pick up the book from the floor, then holding it out towards him. "Here you go." the headmaster said, his voice kind and gentle.

"It...it.. it's not mine, Sir," he quipped, apprehensively, holding his paws out.

The headmaster gave a brought laugh. "Oh yes it is... Think of it as a gift from me to you, for all the hard work you do. The book chooses it's owner, and that would be you."

The iguana could feel his paws shaking, but his heart fluttering with delight. He took a step forward and took the book from the Headmaster. To refuse a gift would be rude, and especially when the book was now bound to him. "Thank you so much, Sir. I will take good care of it, I promise."

Once more Crystallos received another bout of laughter from him. "No, master Iguana, let it take care of you..." and with those words he also gave Crystallos the smallest of winks. "Also, you have a little something purple in the corner of your maw." Crystallos wiped it off with his sleeve and looked at it, then blushed heavily, the blue scales on his cheek turned a darker shade.

"Thanks again, Headmaster ," and before the Headmaster could answer him, Crystallos exited the room, closing the door behind him, and walked down the stairs at a great pace. Reaching half way he stopped to catch his breath, then looked at the book and opened it. On the first page, drawn in black lines was a picture of himself, being held and pleasured by a tentacle monster. The other pages were still empty, waiting to be filled with wishes and creativity. Crystallos smiled, grinning from ear to ear. "Oh yes." he whispered to himself "This will be my favorite book..." He closed it and made his way back to his room...

The end...