[Poppy]

Benji ran a hand over his face as he listened to Anansi. Everything he said was making sense but Benji didn't want to believe it. He wasn't a large figure. Bemji aas just about average sized, a bit smaller than the usual man. He could already feel the strain of this pregnancy, not only on his back but on his hips and legs and chest - at this point it felt like everything was being messed with one way or another, so when Anansi drew his hands apart wider to indicate how Benji was far from being done yet, it rattled his mind. "I'll pop before I get that big," Benji replied sourly, sparing a quick glance down at himself. He'd already changed so much. From the way strained stretch marks painted the underside of his swell to the one innie belly button that was now flush and plump, Bwnji felt at his highest point just at a month in. "W-What if I can't carry them all to term..?" he frowned.