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Ulf's Public Bath	By : WildBeastUlf Category: +G through L > Grandia (All) > Grandia (All) Views: 1006 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Visit to Raflid
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Ulf takes a bath in the Raflid fountain
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This is something I wrote while I was sick and bored and had no internet. It's kind of boring and has a lot of flaws but it's you know. It's the story of Ulf's bath in the Raflid fountain, which he said in the game he did - completely naked, too, heh - on his first visit to Raflid, mistaking it for a place to bathe. So it's *slightly canon* since he *did* take a nude bath in the fountain. I just added onto that.

I claim no right(s) to the Grandia series or Grandia III. Game Arts and Square hold all rights to Grandia and Grandia III.

It was the sound of grumbling that interrupted their routine morning flight.

"Haha, you hungry too, Shiba?"

The small, reddish dragon, carrying the teenager on it's back as it flew closer to the town below, made an easily missable noise of assent.

"Let's land and get something to eat. I'm starving." Ulf patted Shiba on the back and leaned in as the dragon descended through the trees and into the park sitting on a hill.

"What a nice place. I'll be back with some food, hang out here, girl."

Shiba upturned it's head, as if to show Ulf that waiting would make no difference.

"What, are you embarrassed because your stomach rumbled during flight?" the long-eared boy laughed cheerfully at this, and headed off for the plaza beside the park, waving back as he went. Shiba didn't give him the honor of acknowledgement, keeping it's head up and away from his direction.

Arriving at the plaza square, crowded with people and shops, and centering around a rather large fountain, Ulf yawned and placed his hands behind his head as he walked. "An inn, a weapons shop.. Ah - some food stalls!" he said, searching the satchels on his belt as he made his way over.

"That's weird.." Ulf scratched his head, puzzled. "Where'd my gold satchel go? Oh, here it is. Heh, that was close."

He took it, pulled several gold coins out, and plopped them on the counter of one of the closest food stalls. "Enough for three!" he said, rubbing his nose with his forefinger. "And some of that, too."

Now happily laden down with bread, fish and fruit, Ulf started climbing the little hill entering the park, but he stumbled a little and dropped a piece of fruit on the dirt path.

"Still tastes great anyway."

He bent down, picked it up, rubbed it on his vest jacket and took a bite. "Perfect. Hey, Shiba, lunch!"

While spreading out the array of foods, including rolls, buns, cooked fish and assorted fruits of all colors, Ulf sat crosslegged on the ground and held up one of the fish. Shiba still hadn't moved or looked down.

"Aw, come on, Shiba." Ulf held up his other hand. "All right, I'm sorry for laughing."

That seemed to satiate her, as Shiba swooped her head down to take the fish right from Ulf's hand, making satisfied chewing sounds as she looked for another.

"This is a great city, full of things I've never seen. We'd never have gotten to come here if we'd stayed at the Valley. They even have a big bath in the center of town!" Ulf devoured his food, as usual, and rubbed his belly to express his happiness at being full.

"Ah, much better!" Ulf laughed again and lay down on his back, looking up at the trees, wrists crossed above his head. After a while, he said, "I think I'll take a bath now." and got up, leaving the park and a sleeping, well fed dragon behind.

It was late now, and the sun was getting lower in the sky just as Ulf stepped up to the fountain. He removed his shoes first. "I've never seen a bath as big as this before.." he said, sounding a little surprised. With swift fingers he untied his ponytail, letting his hair fall below his neck.

"There's no one around. Everyone must have gone home for the night. It's too bad." Ulf continued musing as he took his sleeveless vest off, the white fur on the ends bristling in the slight breeze coming from the shoreline a fair distance away.

"I can smell the sea even from here. That's one reason the sky is better, no smell of saltwater.."

He undid the clasps and ribbons of his flight suit and pulled the whole outer green part down and off his legs, leaving him in the inner, mostly grey underclothes, his stocky knees exposed due to the short length of the pants.

"Good thing it's not cold out." he said, a small, toothy grin on his face. He thought of taking his collar off too, but decided to leave it on as he removed his underclothes, leaving him boldly naked and exposed in the center of the plaza. He didn't seem to care at all, though, as he waded into the fountain and splashed some water onto his face and body.

"Ah, that feels great." he smiled, bending down and scooping up more water, which he splashed on his lower body. He then reached over for a satchel on the edge of the fountain, taking out a hunk of something similar to soap, and began scrubbing himself with it.

He started with his well-toned arms, tracing their defined muscles, all the way from the shoulders to the wrists, making sure to glide across the fine tufts of fur growing above his elbows. "All that practice with the flail paid off." he said, in a joking sort of way, even though it was true. He lathered up his hands and set the cleaner down.

With his hands, Ulf rubbed his chest area, his fingers moving along his pecs, his upper torso, and his small, brown nipples. He proceeded to his back, strong and upright, and well built for his age. It was a little difficult to reach everywhere, but he managed to flex his arms in order to get to the hard-to-reach crevices and smooth curves of his shoulders and center. "Easier than beating a monster. Speaking of.."

Ulf looked down with another grin, noting the growth of his own 'monster'. "Heh, looks like you're excited about being in a new place, too." Right now, it was just a little hard, only slightly standing up, the foreskin snuggly covering the head. He brushed it, causing his heavy-set sack to wobble. He carefully placed his hands around it's girth.
His own beast had a nice size to it, sure, but the most noticable aspect was how beefy and big around it was. Ulf slowly massaged it with cleaner, wrapping both hands around it's length. He nudged the skin around the tip, gripping it and folding back the whole foreskin, a large thing that only just covered around the top, to clean the head, and ended by cleaning the hair growing out above it. He then moved on to the rest of his lower body.

His legs were not as defined as his arms, but they too had tufts of fur growing, just below his knees here, and as he scrubbed them he noticed his feet.

"I haven't washed these in a while. Aw, they stink." Ulf scrunched up his nose, one eyebrow lowered in disgust, his mouth curled. Then he set to work scrubbing them down, washing off the soles and heels and making sure to get in between the toes. Fur also grew here, on the top of his feet.

Done with all of that, Ulf scrubbed and rinsed his backside, cleaning the bouncy, round cheeks to shining, and when finished, yawned, stretching.

By now the sun was at the point where it was brightest before going out completely, and as such there was only faint light remaining in the plaza square. Ulf was watching the sky, filled with clouds dyed in pink and orange, and a golden tint, when there was a noise behind him, and he turned around.

"Wh-what are you doing, mister!?" yelled the kid, who had made the noise in coming up behind him, a boy wearing a funny round hat, younger than Ulf, probably ten or twelve. "I-in the fountain, even?!"

Ulf frowned, then laughed, a smile on his face and a light in his eye. "This is a great bath, though I'm a little late in using it." with that, Ulf turned his body all the way around to face the boy. The fading light illuminated his wet, naked form.

"This isn't a bath, it's a fountain!" the boy was yelling again, seemingly freaked out, but his eyes lingered on Ulf's figure. "You can't take a bath here! Aren't you embarrassed at all?"

Ulf rubbed his nose, confident and carefree, then crossed his arms, water dripping from his body as he did. "What a waste. What else is it for, anyway?"

"To look nice, that's all!" the boy still seemed quite upset, and was pointing at Ulf now. "Y-you should get ou-" the boy paused as the teen turned around again.

Ulf was preparing to wash his tail, only half listening to the kid now. "Okay, I'll get out soon, happy?" he took up his tail in his hands and began scrubbing it, then dipping it in the pool of the fountain.

"Is that.. a tail..?"

There was a hint of interest in the boy's tone. "It's so big, and fluffy.. where are you from, mister?"

"Dragon Valley, but I left that annoying place."

The kid didn't seem to notice Ulf's disregard. "Does everyone there have a tail?"

"Sure do." Ulf said, as he finished with his tail and started shaking his body quickly, like a dog trying to dry itself off. The kid covered his face with his arms.

Ulf was sitting on the edge of the fountain in what was now the early dark of night. He kept one leg up on the edge, the other hanging over the cobblestone street. Looking back at the boy, he asked, "No one's ever bathed here before? I don't get it." and scratched his head.

"Of course not, it's a fountain after all."

That response didn't seem like a very good answer to Ulf, as he looked displeased for a moment.

"Sounds weird to me." Ulf said.

The kid gingerly sat down on the edge of the fountain, a little distance from Ulf, and asked, "Is this your first time visiting Raflid?"

"Yup, never been to a big city like this before. Usually it's the sky for me." Ulf thumbed up at the sky, grinning.

"T-the sky? You're.. another one of those pilots?" the boy seemed disappointed, somehow.

"Another? Huh, what'dya mean by that?" Ulf raised an eyebrow, leaning on his hand.

"Well, lots of pilots come to this city, on account of Schmidt and all." the kid laughed nervously. "You must be one of those types."

"Schmidt?" Ulf looked puzzled for a second, thinking. "Never heard of him."

"Really? Well, he's just some old guy who works on planes."

Ulf shrugged. "Planes, huh? Nope, I only need Shiba."

"Shiba? What's that?" the kid seemed confused about flying without a plane.

"She's my friend, a dragon."

"Wow! You ride a dragon?!" the kid seemed excited all of a sudden, even though he'd not been very excited over people who flew planes.

"Yeah, she's in the park right now, sleeping. She can be a hardhead, and she's arrogant, but she's my dragon." Ulf grinned when he talked about Shiba, leaning forward towards the boy and crossing his arms.

Ulf was mostly dry now, and he stood up, picking up his clothes. As he did, the kid stared at his body.

His eyes scanned the fur growing all over the older boy's body, especially the long line of fur coming down from his spine and ending above his butt. He observed Ulf's tail, saw his thick cock and large scrotum, and once again found himself lingering on the older boy's pecs, his shoulders, his arms.

"Did you get those muscles from flying your dragon?"

"These? Yeah, and fighting monsters." Ulf had a mischevious smile on his lips, and flexed his arms, showing off how thick and strong they were.

"Cool. Fighting monsters sounds fun." the kid was obviously impressed. "Maybe I'll try, when I get older.."

"Yup. Well, gonna go. My name's Ulf, by the way." just then, he grabbed the boy's arm and took a bite.

"Ahh!" the boy yelped in pain. "What'd you do that for, mister?!" he pulled his arm away frantically, rubbing it while glaring at the ill-mannered teen.

"That's what we do in Dragon Valley when we meet a new friend!" explained Ulf, as he finished putting his clothes on, and tying his hair back into it's usual ponytail. "See ya!"

As Ulf walked off, the boy squeezed his arm again, splashed some water on it, and then sat there, watching the teen go behind the trees in the park, where he could not see him. He waited a while. Soon after, nothing happened, and the boy decided to walk home.

That was when he saw the dragon rise up into the sky above the park and soar off into the distance. That was when he ran up the hill to the park, seeing nobody. And that was when the dragon flew back over, and the boy did see somebody, and it was the wild teen, Ulf, on top of the dragon. Shiba slowly descended, Ulf got off, and then lay down against - what looked like to the boy - the large red winged creature. Ulf whispered to it until he, the dragon, and the boy, finally fell asleep.

When the boy awoke, the teen and the dragon were gone. Feeling a little disappointed, but also rather excited, the boy raced off to tell his friends. Tell them about the dragon riding, of course. He wouldn't tell them about the bath, or what else he'd seen. His bright red cheeks, glowing as he thought back to it, said as much.

Ulf and Shiba, meanwhile, had just begun their morning routine.

"Where shall we go next, girl?" the ferocious looking teen, riding the dragon high up above the world, asked while he surveyed the land below. Ulf patted Shiba on the back, and together they took off for the East.
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