In Anya's opinion, Harry's proposal is indeed a best of both worlds solution.
The girl, who had already t Harry for the first ti and had a secret crush on him, had already decided that Harry was her true love.
The simple, literary, and artistic girl did not feel that this behavior was shaless at all. Instead, she felt that such love was sacred and great.
A Cinderella who was oppressed by life t her own Prince Charming, overca nurous difficulties, and finally defeated the shackles of the world and got together with her true love.
Such a sacred love, how literary, how beautiful, how romantic...
Anya felt very intoxicated and imrsed in the future described by Harry.
"Anya!! Co out!! Anya!! I really love you!! Please promise !... Marry !!... Anya!!... I am willing to give everything for you!... Please promise !!..."
At this ti, Ben's voice proposing rang out again.
"Anya, go down and open the door for him. Then, agree to his proposal. You will know soon that he is a gay!" Harry saw that Anya was still hesitant and encouraged her again.
"Well... OK! I... I'll go down and open the door for him now..." Anya nodded, opened the curtains again, lay on the windowsill, looked at Ben downstairs, and shouted, "Ben! There are so many people watching, you don't feel embarrassed, but I do! I'll co down and open the door for you, don't shout anymore!!"
"Okay! Anya! Have you agreed to ? Are you willing to marry ? Anya!!"
When Ben heard that Anya was going to open the door for him, he imdiately jumped up excitedly, his face flushed with joy, and his whole body was shaking with excitent.
"Well... you... you co into my house first! There are so many people watching us!..." Anya frowned with so sha. Although she believed what Harry said—that Ben was most likely an impotent and gay man—she would not touch him.
But when she thought about agreeing to Ben's proposal, Anya always felt a little uncomfortable.
"Then... Brother Harry... I... I'm going to open the door for him now... You... You can't lie to ! Is Ben really... really a gay? Is he really... really not good at that?" Anya confird again, still with so disbelief.
"Go ahead, how could I lie to you? Oh, by the way! Ben has been shouting for so long just now, he must be thirsty. Give this glass of water to him. Rember, you must make him drink it." Harry held a cute girl's teacup and handed the tea with impotence dicine to Anya, saying with a harmless smile.
"Ah... Oh! Brother Harry, you are really thoughtful... After all... After all, in na in the future... I... I am Ben's wife... In the future... we will still need him to cover for us, so it is only right that we treat him well." Anya nodded, naively thinking that this was Harry's thoughtfulness.
Watching Anya change her clothes, holding a teacup and walking downstairs to open the door for Ben, Harry slowly raised a wicked sneer at the corner of his mouth and secretly followed her downstairs.
"Anya!! Anya! You finally opened the door for !! You... what were you doing just now? Our marriage has been settled, you... why did you take so long to think about my proposal..."
As soon as Ben entered the room, he approached Anya with a flattering look on his face, his eyes full of passion.
Anya, who had just been fucked by Harry to multiple orgasms and was still feeling the afterglow, now had rosy cheeks, moist lips, flushed skin, and eyes flashing with watery charm, which made people feel a surge of amorous feelings at first sight.
What's even worse is that Ben suddenly discovered that Anya's breasts seed to have grown by a whole cup size!
This made Ben, who was already obsessed with Anya's breasts, even more greedy.
"Look, are you thirsty? Silly boy, drink so water to quench your thirst and moisten your throat. From your voice, you can tell that your throat is hoarse."
Anya glared at Ben coquettishly, deliberately took a step back to avoid his warm hug, took the rose from Ben's hand, and handed over the teacup.
Anya had never had a good face toward Ben.
Ben was used to kneeling and licking Anya again.
Now, Anya suddenly beca so considerate and gentle that Ben was so excited and moved that he couldn't express it in words.
"Anya! You... you are so nice!! You are so nice to ... to !" Ben stared at Anya's rosy face with excitent, opened the water cup, and gulped down the water, drinking up all the liquid in the cup.
After shouting so loudly and being exposed to the scorching sun, Ben was indeed thirsty and his mouth was dry.
"Anya... this is your teacup... hehe... so sweet... I can taste... your lips..." Ben squinted his eyes happily, touched his mouth with enjoynt, and suddenly stared at Anya's lips with a greedy and hungry look.
"Anya... I... huff!~~~ huff!~~~ I really love you so much!!"
After saying that, Ben rushed toward Anya without caring about anything.
"Ah!!!~~~" Anya, who had a premonition, imdiately dodged Ben's rough hug and nervously yelled at him: "Ben! What are you doing?! Didn't I tell you before? You are not allowed to touch before we get married!! All my first tis must be kept on the day we get married! Otherwise, if you touch , I will break up with you imdiately! You promised at that ti! What do you an by doing this now?!"
Anya looked at Ben's lustful face and eyes full of hunger and imdiately beca angry.
Ben clearly doesn't look like he's pretending!
Harry lied to her—was it because he wanted to sleep with her for the first ti and then throw her to Ben as a toy?
Just when Anya was angry and ready to kick Ben out of the house and go upstairs to confront Harry, Ben suddenly began to tremble strangely.
After drinking a glass of water, in just about one minute, the blood color on Ben's body imdiately faded, and his lips, which had been red with excitent, turned pale in an instant.
His whole deanor seed to have suddenly lost all masculinity, becoming soft and weak.
As his legs and hands trembled, Ben stumbled and collapsed to the ground. He shook his head in confusion, looking around dazedly as stars danced before his eyes.
Seeing Ben fall straight to the floor, Anya was shocked. After all, he was her boyfriend, and Ben had always been very good to her. She couldn't bear it, so she stepped forward and reached out to help him up.
However, what Anya never expected was that Ben suddenly stood up nervously, as if avoiding sothing disgusting, and stamred, "It's okay! It's fine... Anya! I... I'm fine! I don't know what happened just now... I... I just felt a little dizzy..."
Ben looked embarrassed, and for no apparent reason, he felt a strong aversion to Anya.
He had obviously loved her deeply just monts ago, had been desperate to possess her body.
But now, for so reason, the re thought of Anya's body touching him filled him with discomfort and disgust.
The root of his flesh, which had been rock-hard from Anya's alluring beauty, completely softened and shriveled into a small, pathetic lump—like that of an underage boy.
Ben's body underwent shocking changes in an instant.
Not only was he physically castrated by the drugs, but subtle, unspeakable shifts occurred in his mind as well.
The Anya before him was still the woman he had once loved, her sexy body still as tempting as ever—the sa body that had driven him wild with desire, keeping him awake at night.
Yet now, the lust in Ben's heart had transford into dull indifference.
Faced with Anya's concerned gaze and her delicate, outstretched hands, he felt an inexplicable disgust, even the urge to vomit.
"Huh?... Ben, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so scared of ? Didn't you want to hug just now?" Seeing Ben's nervous discomfort, Anya grew curious.
Rembering Harry's words, she extended her hand again and asked, "Ben, I... I promised to marry you... don't you have anything to say to ?"
"Really? Anya!! You're really willing to marry ?! That's amazing!!" When Ben heard Anya agree to marry him, he was thrilled and instinctively moved to hug her.
But the next second, his body recoiled on its own.
Anya's acceptance should have filled him with joy—like finally obtaining sothing he had longed for.
Anya's acceptance should have filled him with joy—like finally obtaining sothing he had longed for.
Yet, deep in his soul, he now felt only fear and revulsion toward the body of the woman he had once fantasized about day and night.
"Ben... what's wrong? Don't you want to hug ?" Anya frowned, stepping closer to test him.
"This... We're not married yet... I... I promised you... I can only touch you after we're wed... So... I have to keep my word..." Ben swallowed dryly, awkwardly stepping back with an evasive smile.
Facing Anya, he had lost all confidence and desire.
"But... I've already agreed to marry you. I'm... your wife now... you... you can hug ..." Anya smiled coquettishly, deliberately taking another step forward to probe his reaction.
"Ah... well... heh... Anya... um... since we're not officially married yet... let's wait until then... I... I can't break my promise to you!" Ben retreated again in panic, his face stiff with discomfort.
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