The rain came down in sheets, soaking the lush, green countryside of the Shire as Tauriel, the red-haired elf maiden, hurriedly made her way to the cozy hobbit hole known as Bag End. She had heard that the hobbit who lived there, Bilbo Baggins, was a gracious host and she hoped that he would offer her shelter from the storm.
As she approached the door, she could hear the sound of laughter and music coming from within. She hesitated for a moment, unsure if she should intrude, but then she lifted her hand and knocked on the door.
It was Bilbo himself who answered, a mug of ale in his hand and a twinkle in his eye. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he said, taking in Tauriel's soaked clothes and bedraggled appearance. "Come in, come in, you look like you could use a warm meal and a dry place to sit."
Tauriel hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to make of the hobbit's hospitality. But she was cold and wet, and the smell of roasting meat coming from the kitchen was too tempting to resist. "Thank you," she said, stepping inside.
Bilbo led her to the fireplace, where a roaring fire crackled and popped. He handed her a mug of ale, telling her that it was "mild and harmless." Tauriel took a sip, intrigued by the hobbit's brew. But it was stronger than she anticipated, and she soon found herself feeling lightheaded and giggly.
Bilbo, noticing her inebriated state, refilled her mug, teasing her about her inability to handle hobbit ale. Tauriel, her words slurring, playfully insulted Bilbo, calling him a "shaggy-legged shortie" and challenging him to a drinking game. Bilbo, amused by her boldness, accepted her challenge and they spent the evening drinking and exchanging playful banter.
As the night wore on, Tauriel became increasingly drunk and her resistance weakened. Bilbo, taking advantage of her vulnerable state, began to make advances, much to Tauriel's surprise and disgust. She tried to push him away, but her movements were slow and clumsy, and she found herself unable to fight back as Bilbo forced himself on her.
The scene shifted to a more explicit nature as Bilbo raped Tauriel, despite her fierce resistance, in her mouth, pussy, and ass. Tauriel's long legs twitched limply on both sides of the hobbit pushing into her. The scene ended with missionary penetration, Bilbo cumming profusely in the pussy of a drunk, screaming and twitching Tauriel.
The next morning, Tauriel woke up with a splitting headache and a feeling of discomfort in her lower body. She struggled to remember what had happened the night before, but all she could recall was an incomprehensible taste in her mouth and a strange itching sensation in her pussy and ass. She quickly dressed and left Bag End, vowing never to return.
Bilbo, for his part, seemed unperturbed by the events of the previous night. He went about his business as usual, as if nothing had happened. But Tauriel could not forget the violation she had suffered at his hands. She would carry the memory with her always, a dark stain on her soul.
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