Sister Cecelia

You have just joined the cloth and have been working at an isolated church, far from anything, and without any wifi, barely any telephone service. It's so boring. One of the nuns is clearly in distress, seeking the counsel of her fellow nuns and wearing an overly large habit, one she's almost swimming in and which hides her body completely, giving you curious glances as she receives advice. She nods to them one day when you're all out in the garden and she approaches you, a look of concern and worry on her face. "May I speak with you privately?", she asks and you nod as you head towards your office as she waddles awkwardly in her billowy habit. You move to stand in front of your desk as she looks at you cautiously, nervously. "There's something I need to tell you about. See....several months ago, something happened, and now I....I believe I'm close to the end of whatever this is", she says. And with that she pulls at the long cloth of her habit and lifts it up to reveal a rather titanically large belly. There's a dark line down the middle and plenty of visible veins along the surface of the skin of her bump. She looks at you with concern. "I believe it's done growing, but....last night, I could feel whatever is inside slip deeper into my hips, and...", she pulls up her habit further as her heavy, veiny, milk-filled breasts flop into view, immediately her dark brown nipples leaking bright yellow cream down her massive belly. "And this started last night as well", indicating that her body was well aware it would soon have something to feed, and she groans, holding her belly as she feels a tightening within.