Yes

“Yes,” Belle said. “I will marry you if you tell everyone in town that I used to be well blessed.”

“Very well,” Gaston said and he smiled. “Let’s get married first, and then I will tell everyone.”

“What? No, we tell everyone first, and then get married,” she said.

“No, I will not have you backing down. You can get married to me right now, or you can be kicked to the center of town, butt naked, and I will tell everyone you were BORN like that. It wouldn’t even be a lie.”

Belle blushed. “How do I know you will even keep your end of the bargain?”

“You don’t,” he said with a smile. “But you don’t have a choice, do you?”

Belle groaned, and sighed. “Fine let’s get married.”

Gaston smiled and wrapped an arm around Belle as he dragged her into his backyard where everything was set up. Belle’s eyes bulged out of her socket as she saw everyone in town gathered around.

“You didn’t tell me everyone was here,” Belle squealed, embarrassed at being seen naked.

“Of course everyone is here, it’s our wedding day, and you’ll walk down the aisle as a proper bride and say I do or I just might spank you across my knee in front of all of our guests,” he said. “Don’t blow it.”