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Description: Quinn is a mostly average girl from our world that ends up in the Shire on the eve of the Quest to Reclaim Erebor. She has no clue whats going on since her favorite fantasy is decidedly not Tolkein and now she's stuck thanks to a meddlesome wizard and his spell gone wrong.

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Stuck in the Middle(Earth) With You (working title)
« on: April 05, 2018, 10:44:54 PM »
Quinn frowned at her map. This wasn’t right, not right at all. She glanced at her little compass for what was probably the hundredth time as well. According to the map she should be within spitting distance of a designated camp site. And one with a shelter to boot. She should also be on a mountain side not the edge of a field. She gave the compass a vigorous shake. Once the needle settled again it was still pointed the same direction. She had only been on the Appalachian trail for three measly days and already she was lost!

“Good job Quinn! First solo trip and i’m already lost! That’s just fan-fucking-tastic! If Josh could see me now he would just love rubbing this in.” Her mood darkened ever more at the thought of her ex boyfriend. He was the whole reason she was on the stupid trip.

Quinn has always loved backpacking so when Josh had come up with the plan to backpack some of the Appalachian trail she had agreed. They had been all set to go together until he had dumped her for her supposed best friend just two weeks ago. Good riddance to both of them! She thought angrily. And if that wasn’t enough he had even had the audacity to ask if Ashlee could have her backpacking gear so he could take her instead! The gear she had custom made to fit her five foot fame.

“Like it would even fit her,” she grumbled trying to figure out where she was. Her map didn’t have any large fields on it. There were a couple small meadows but that was it. She was wishing she had brought that guide book with her now. She also appeared to be much lower in elevation. Turning around Quinn intended to follow the trail back up and try again.

“What the hell?” Her trail was gone even the mountains appeared to be gone. “Ok I know I didn’t leave the trail.”

She looked around hoping to spot it her heart sinking further as the seconds ticked by. She was well and truly lost.

“Ok, I just need to calm down and think. I’m out of the mountains, somehow. Thats good. I have lots of food still and all my gear. So maybe if I just keep going north west i’ll find something. A road or river or anything that looks like civilizations.” Quinn nodded and started walking out into the field and towards more forest on the far side, as the sun slowly crept across the sky. She paused every now and then to check her small compass. The sun was setting when she stumbled out of another patch of woods and onto a road startling a strangely dressed man.

“Hello there!” She said cheerfully waving. “This is going to sound ridiculous but, I’m a bit lost could you by chance tell me where I am?”

“You are on the road to Hobbiton.” He looked as her suspiciously.

The name sounded familiar but she couldn’t place where she had heard it before. Maybe Josh had mentioned it? If so then Quinn couldn’t be as far off track as she had thought.

“And that would be this way?” She pointed west and he nodded. “Thanks! I’ll just be on my way.”

“I will escort you,” he said after a moment. “I am traveling the same way and you should not be wandering on your own so close to dark.”

“Oh, thats very nice of you.” Quinn felt a bit awkward but took the time to get a good look at him.

He was wearing heavy leather boots and his cloths looked to be hand made. His coat was well worn and there was some kind of fur lining the collar and cuffs. He also appeared to be wearing armor? And a sword? Well, that was weird but this was The Appalachian Mountains and weird was kind of their thing. The shield strapped to his backpack was a work of art and she couldn’t help but glance at it repeatedly as they walk in silence. It appeared to be made of Oak. His dark hair was long with a braid at each temple and streaked with sliver. He was about her height and handsome in a rugged sort of way.

***

Thorin was surprised by the strange girl the nearly fell onto the road. She was alone and dressed in strange cloths that he felt showed far too much skin. Her trousers only came to her knees and the shirt left most of her arms bare. Her hair was black but he couldn’t tell how long as it was held back and tucked under her strange pack. It was the bright green eyes that he found the most startling. Green wasn’t a color he was accustomed to when it can to the race of men. It wasn’t a very common color among dwarves either. She looked as if she had traveled a long ways to get the this spot and over rough terrain at that. Her skin was stained with sweat and smudged with dirt. And her strange clothing had a couple rips.

“Hello there! This is going to sound ridiculous but, I’m a bit lost could you by chance tell me where I am?” She seemed happy to have met him. Most of her race were suspicious of his kind. Perhaps she really was lost.

“You are on the road to Hobbiton.” He watcher her brow wrinkle slightly as if she didn’t know the name, but the look was gone almost a soon as it came.

“And that would be this way?” She motioned west looking a bit uncertain and he nodded. “Thanks! I’ll just be on my way.”

“I will escort you,” he said after a moments thought. She was after all a female and alone, The Shire was safe but he couldn’t let her just wander off alone with a clean conscious. “I am traveling the same way and you should not be wandering on your own so close to dark.”

“Oh, thats very nice of you.” She looked surprised at his offer.

Thorin noticed the way she kept glancing at him as they walked. His shield seemed to be of particular interest to her, surely she had seen a shield before. Evening was upon them before he finally spotted the village in the distance and the girl didn’t seem to be anymore sure of her surroundings.

“I just remembered!” he glanced at her slightly annoyed as she interrupted his thoughts, but was hoping she remember how to get home.

“I never introduced myself. I’m Quinn, Quinn Ivers.” She held out her hand to shake his while walking sideways waiting for him to take it and introduce himself.

“Thorin,” he grunted ignoring her outstretched hand.

“Thats a cool name.” She was smiling at him with surprisingly white teeth. “It sounds all medievally and stuff.”

Thorin simply grunted again at the strange girl. He wasn’t sure how his name could relate to a lower temperature or what she meant by ‘medievally’. Was that even a word?

“I cant believe I got so lost! Normally i’m really good with directions and maps but somehow I just wandered right off the trail!”

She continued to ramble on about getting lost, something called the apple-lation trail, and how this was she first solo trip. Thorin was thoroughly confused and as such became distracted. After seeing the same garden for the third time he turned to her with a glare that would make most people stop talking. Not her apparently. And it was looking more and more like he was going to be taking her with him to the gathering.

“Miss Lvers I a-“

“It's Ivers.”

“Excuse me?” The dwarven king wasn’t used to anyone interrupting him.

“My last name is Ivers with an I not Lvers with an L.” She giggle as she corrected him. “It’s ok I only said it once and really you can call me Quinn. Much easier to remember.”

Thorin pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. Part of him wishing he had just left her on the road to fend for herself.

“If you’re getting a headache I have some Ibuprofen in my backpack, I’m sure I can fish it out quick enough and you can have a couple.”

He didn’t even want to ask what that was.

“What I need,” he said trying to remain calm. “Is for you to stop talking for a moment so I can find the home I am looking for.”

“Oh, ok. I can be quiet.”

He sighed in relief.

“I’ll be quiet as a mouse. You just tell me when you’ve figure it out and until then i’ll be nice and quiet.”

“Saying you will be quiet,” his teeth were clenched now. “Is not the same as actually being quiet.”

“Right… sorry.”

Thorin was finally able to think. He rechecked the map the wizard had given but it still didn’t make much sense and there wasn’t anyone outside to ask for directions from.

“Your maps upside down.”

Thorin jumped and spun around to find the girl right behind him peering over his shoulder and much too close. He would never admit to actually being startled by how quietly she came up behind him. The string of Khuzdul curses the flew from his mouth were evidence enough. She at least had the awareness to mutter ‘sorry’ and look embarrassed for it. Thorin glanced at the map again, sure enough it was upside down. Flipping it over he was able to lead them to the door of the home he was looking for the mark standing out brightly in the moon light.

There was singing coming from inside and as much as he loathed to end the merriment he knew he had to. Hopefully the burglar would know what to do with the girl as well. Thorin hadn’t seen anywhere else to leave her so this hobbit was his best bet. Of the wizard. Rising his hand he knocked sharply and the noise level died down immediately. The wizard was the one to open the door.

“Gandalf. I thought you said this place would be easy to find. I lost my way, twice. Wouldn’t have found it at all had it not been for that mark on the door.”

“He had the map upside down.”

There were several confused looks from those inside as the girl spoke from behind him. His nephews sniggered at what she said as he stepped aside about to wave her inside when a hobbit stepped forward.

“Mark? There’s no mark on that door. It was painted a week ago!”

“There is a mark. I put it there myself. Bilbo Baggins, allow me to introduce the leader of our company, Thorin Oakenshield.” The wizard was looking curiously at the girl behind him. “Who is your companion Thorin?”

“This,” He finally motioned the girl forward. “Is Quinn Ivers. I met her on the road. She is lost due to miss reading her own map.”

Gandalf had a thoughtful look on his face as he eyed her.

“Where are you from miss Ivers?” The old wizard asked in a kindly manner.

“Denver Colorado but thats states away. I was backpacking the Appalachian Trail and somehow got off track. If anyone has a phone I can barrow I can call someone to come get me. I would use mine but I left it in my truck at the end of the trail.”

***

“What?” Quinn asked as she noticed the confused looks she was getting.

“I think you are far from home my dear.” The old man, Gandalf, said frowning slightly. “The spell was meant to bring a hero to our world.”

“Gandalf.” Thorin’s voice sounded stern. “What spell?”

“Its quiet simple really. I saw the need for one more member of the company and cast a spell to bring them here. I did not mean for it to bring her here. Perhaps my wording was too vague?”

“Hold up!” Quinn was starting to feel slight worried. “What are you talking about a spell? Magic isn’t real. Is this some kind of joke? Did Josh put you up to this?”

“This is no joke my dear girl. You are indeed in middle earth. The Valar work in mysterious ways, so it seems you are the one meant to help.”

Middle earth? Quinn blinked a couple times. She knew about Middle earth. Tolkien wasn’t her thing but she knew the basics of the lore. Other things started to click into place as well. Thorin Oakenshield as in The Hobbit, Gandalf the Grey and Bilbo Baggins.

“You’ve got the wrong person!” it was all she could think to blurt out. She wasn’t a Tolkien fan, having always found his writing style far too formal. She had only read a couple chapters of the Fellowship of the ring before giving it up. And never having seen any of the movies, the only reason she knew anything about middle earth was because she had a few friends who liked it in her fencing class.

“This cant be real. And if it is then send me back.” It took everything in her not to start crying.

“I’m afraid that is not possible.”

“You don’t get it! I’m no use to you. I don’t know anything about your world, I don’t even like Tolkien!”

She started hyperventilating and her vision became clouded with black spots. Several pairs of hands were touching her, taking her backpack and guiding her to a chair. She put her head between her knees and focused on breathing. The others moved away and into a different room while she calmed down. After what felt like forever she was able to sit up.

The sight of the wizard and one of the men, well probably a dwarf, carrying who she thought must be Bilbo unconscious into the other room was almost enough to have her leaning back over. Getting up she stepped outside hoping the cool night air would help calm her.

“This is just wonderful,” she muttered darkly. “Of all the stories I could have potentially ended up in, its one I don’t even know! Thanks a lot universe. You couldn’t have sent me to Krynn? I could have actually meant Tika Waylan or maybe saved Sturm Brightblade. But no I get sent to middle earth instead. This blows.”

The sound of singing floated to her through the still open door to Bilbo’s home. Sighing defeat and hoping that tomorrow she would wake up back on the trail in her world she went inside and found a corner to lay out her sleeping bag and padding. She didn’t even bother trying to clean herself up before crawling inside it.

***

Thorin watched the hobbit walk away, the girl had already walked out the door and he could hear her talking to herself. She talked more then he liked.

“It appears we have lost our burglar. Probably for the best. The odds were always against us. After all, what are we? Merchants, miners, tinkers, toy­makers; hardly the stuff of legend.” Balin looked old in that moment. Far older then Thorin had ever seen him look.

“There are a few warriors amongst us.” Thorin placed a hand on his old friends shoulder.

“Old warriors,” the adviser sighed.

“I will take each and every one of these dwarves over an army from the Iron Hills. For when I called upon them, they came. Loyalty. Honor. A willing heart. I can ask no more than that.” Thorin felt his resolve harden even more.

“You don’t have to do this. You have a choice. You’ve done honorably by our people. You have built a new life for us in the Blue Mountains, a life of peace and plenty. A life that is worth more than all the gold in Erebor.”

“From my grandfather to my father, this has come to me,” he grasped the key tightly. “They dreamt of the day when the dwarves of Erebor would reclaim their homeland. There is no choice, Balin. Not for me.”

 “Then we are with you, laddie. We will see it done. Now we need to decide what to do about the girl.”

“She is not coming with us.”

“That would be a mistake.” Gandalf came to sit beside the two dwarves.

“I charged you with finding a fourteenth member of this company, not fifteenth. She should be tending to her husband and home not out in the wilds. I will not bring a defenseless woman along.”

“The spell I cast was meant to bring someone who you need to for this quest to succeed Thorin. She is the one that was sent. And if you will not bring her along then she will travel with me.”

He sat there thinking over what Gandalf said for a few moments frowning. They needed the wizard and he would bring the girl either way.

“Balin write her a contract. We will give it to her in the morning and do it your way wizard. But just like with the hobbit I will not guarantee her safety or be responsible for her fate in any way. She is your responsibility.”

Gandalf nodded and walked off.

“I don't like it lad, bringing her along will be dangerous for all of us.”

“You heard the wizard if we do not bring her he will. We have no choice in this and it seems neither does she.”
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Re: Stuck in the Middle(Earth) With You (working title)
« Reply #1 on: April 06, 2018, 03:06:55 AM »
For a story on a kinky board that has no nudity, rape, sexual content, or other humiliation, I'm really enjoying this. Please keep at it.
Yesterday I stopped a woman from being brutally raped. Turned out I was able to talk her into it after all.

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Re: Stuck in the Middle(Earth) With You (working title)
« Reply #2 on: April 06, 2018, 03:49:55 AM »
Well she is showing all kinds of knee and elbow. That’s practically nude!

But seriously there will be nudity and some fun sex later on. Thank you for your input!
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