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They left the prostate, as its only removed if there is a cancer risk in my surgery.

Oh wow those are cute even if not worn with a diaper 

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Welcome, Nappyboy - lots of great people here, dive in and participate. Most of us would be in agreement that Tena pull-ups are to be quickly left in your past. I was squeezing myself into size large Goodnites when I first came back to "this", after a 20-year hiatus, and then I went through a medical nappy stretch, but once I discovered ABDL diapers, I never went back. 

Chapter 33 : The cavern’s glow faded behind them as the boat eased back through the narrow stone passage. Sunlight returned in widening bands, the open sea stretching ahead once more. But everything felt different now—quieter, heavier with purpose.   Daddy secured the last line while Papa guided the vessel into deeper water. The crystal container rested in a padded cradle on the navigation table, its silver-gold light steady and alive, casting soft reflections across the cabin walls.   Ryder sat in Daddy’s arms on deck, turned backward so he could still see the cavern mouth shrinking behind them. His pacifier bobbed slowly as he sucked, eyes lingering on the last shimmer of light.   “Bye-bye, Foun,” he mumbled around it.   Daddy kissed his hair. “You did something very important there, baby.”   Papa joined them, one hand resting briefly on the small of Ryder’s back. “We’re going to take that water to your mama now.”   Ryder looked between them, then toward the glowing jar visible through the cabin doorway. “Mama… better?”   “That’s the plan,” Daddy said gently. “You helped make it possible.”   The wind filled the sails again, turning them toward the mainland. Waves rolled under the hull with steady rhythm. The journey back had begun.     Hours later, Ryder dozed in the cabin nursery berth, one hand still curled around Teddy’s ear. His diaper rose softly under the blanket with each breath. The boat rocked him in deep, even sleep—the kind that came after something overwhelming and safe all at once.   Papa stood at the table, checking the vessel again. The water within still shimmered, unchanged.   “It’s holding,” he said quietly.   Daddy leaned beside him. “Of course it is. It was meant for this.”   Papa swallowed. “We’re really bringing it to her.”   “Yes,” Daddy said. “Because of him.”   They both glanced toward the nursery doorway where Ryder slept.   Papa’s voice dropped. “After… after she’s healed… we still keep our promise.”   Daddy’s expression softened but stayed firm. “He comes back with us. Always.”   “And the island,” Papa said. “His home.”   “His home,” Daddy echoed.   The boat cut steadily through open water, distance closing with every hour.     By the next morning, Ryder was awake again on deck, bundled in Daddy’s lap while Papa adjusted course. He watched gulls wheel overhead, then pointed suddenly.   “Land?”   Far on the horizon, a faint line had appeared.   Papa followed his finger and nodded. “Yes, love. That’s the mainland.”   Ryder leaned back into Daddy, absorbing the word. “Mama…”   Daddy held him closer. “We’re going to see her.”   Ryder’s diaper crinkled as he shifted, excitement mixing with uncertainty. He chewed his pacifier, eyes fixed on the distant shore that slowly, steadily grew.   Behind them lay the hidden cavern and the promise made there.   Ahead waited Ryder’s mother—and the healing he carried for her in a crystal vessel glowing quietly in the cabin.   The boat sailed on between the two worlds, carrying Daddy, Papa, and their baby toward the moment that would change all their lives.