While xylophones turn up the heat with snappy beats, the commercial sets up quite the cozy setting as its opening shot shows a warmly lit living room and its several lovely sights. Engulfing the ground in great comforts are cream carpets covered by a large red rug, a comfy combination for a trailblazing toddler often rearing to romp and roam. Seen on the shot’s left side is a brown couch whose cottons cozy their crinkly caboose when it’s time to unwind, whose size ensures everyone can make the littlest kid all the cozier with numerous nuzzles and snuggles.


If all this ambiance hasn’t already given the audience such a warm welcome, no need to get heated, for more warmth still awaits at the shot’s center. Balancing out the exuberant xylophones with calmer cadences of crackling wood is a fireplace whose flames further brighten the background, amplifying the already comforting vibe of this view. But, the warmest sight of them all is none other than the fiery little fella enjoying all its embers, a Vulpix so sufficiently warmed that solely the diaper snug around her waist is what she sports while standing in front of the fire. Quickly cutting to a frontside shot, the camera then shows the orange-tailed tot wearing a warm smile, satisfied by the fireplace’s pleasant heat and feeling so at pea-


PSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHH!!!


Ah, and not even abrupt accidents extinguish this cozy climate as the camera cuts closer to the baby’s bottom half, her soggy diaper showing there’s still more warmth to spare while busy bladders make things all the better.


“Ahhhh….”


PSSSSSSSSSSSHHHH!!!


The Vulpix now fully back in view, her smile further widens and her face softens with satisfaction as her diaper stains and sags some more. Although fair for the unfamiliar to assume Fire-types wouldn’t like such soakings, dopey relief dispels all doubts while the soothing stream doesn’t stop and the warmth of this wetting develops all around her diaper, such sensations feeling like a joyous jacuzzi to the fiery fox. 


“Mmmmmmph!”


Sudden shifts from soothed to scrunched faces show the girl’s still gotta go, but the persisting playful music proves such poopies shouldn’t alarm the audience.


PFFFFFFFFT!…PBLAAAAAAAART!!…SLUUUUUUMP!


Neither is poo poo a problem to the pamper packer in question, for the loads making her diaper larger and lumpier feel like warm coals comforting her tush. 


“Phew…”


Following another relaxed sigh, the shot resets to its original state and the Fire-type’s full diaper is now another component to this calming setting, prompting a certain speaker to confirm the kid’s coziness. 


“Fire-types tykes actually do just fine with regular diapers! They warmly welcome when it’s time to fill them up!” says the narrator often pointing out plain pampers as a problem.


SMOOOOOOOSH!!!


Smooshy seats further fuel this sentiment as the camera flips to her further relaxed face, loving how the warmth of her waste combines with the comforts of carpeted floors and crinkly garments. Although, while the Vulpix in view is nothing but happy, the speaker sees no reason to hesitate turning up the heat.


“But, that doesn’t mean we can’t do better for those blazing bundles of joy!” the narrator promptly adds. “If your trailblazing toddler’s still wearing regular diapers, then you’ve gotta strike the iron while it’s still hot!”


Keeping this hot streak going strong, prominently packed and plainly colored pampers shift to schemes best suited for fiery themes as the Vulpix now dons a diaper whose red look brings to mind red hot magma and whose orange tapes and ruffles match the flames in front of her.


“Give a warm welcome to Red Hot Rumps, the diaper that’ll keep your kid extra cozy!” the speaker proclaims with fiery passion. 


What’s now around her waist may be devoid of warm waste, but that doesn’t stop the Vulpix from sporting that same smile as she stands back up, showing it’s more than cozy enough to compensate. Looking down at the new diaper between her legs, so too does the kid warmly welcome the warmer colors of her crinkly garment while she cheerfully claps her hands, for why wouldn’t the fiery fox be fond of those radiant reds and oranges?  


With scenic shifts keeping that toasty setting intact, the toddler’s playful pursuits provide increased energy as bubbly laughter pairs brisk waddling along the living room, all while the big purple ball she’s rolling around makes for even more motion. 


“Hehehe….nnngggh….”


But, suddenly, both baby and ball come to a halt. Lively laughter has ceased. The fox’s face has tensed. That springy sphere isn’t moving for a while. It can only support in stasis. The Vulpix now puts her hands on her knees. She bends down and squats. Still, in spite of such stillness, the speaker soon suggests the scene’s supply of heat and energy endures.


“And, because we know your toasty toddler will never say no to turning up the heat, rest assured Red Hot Rumps make more warmth when there’s messes to make!” they say with no shortage of sizzling zeal as the camera prioritizes the protagonist’s padded posterior.


BRAAAAAAAP!!…SLUUUUUUUMP!!!


As the little fox starts to pack her poofy pants, as pushies and poopies make her pampers sag and slump, lumps aren’t the only thing giving her diaper a different look as it gives off a brighter and warmer glow, its reds and oranges further illuminated from her loads.


“Aaaaah….”


The shot then shows her face swept with such sublime relief, not solely due to potent pressure now displaced into her diaper, not merely from her sizable mess feeling so warm in itself, but because Red Hot Rumps have blessed her with this additional abundance of heat so heavenly, this comfiness incomparable to even the coziest of campfires.


Unfortunately, It’s only a matter of time until fires must fizzle out, but the commercial’s still got a couple more coals to kindle as the final scene shows the Vulpix standing at the shot’s center and sporting a happy face.


“Red Hot Rumps. Warm smiles, warmer bottoms!” the speaker says with the enthusiastic energy of a thousand embers while the brand and slogan appear in a fiery red font.


The toddler then turns around and stands on her fours, happily flaunting the flair of her fire themed padding as her tail and tush swiftly shake from side to side. But, so caught up in these boisterous movements, the baby girl is blissfully unaware of something even more boisterous brewing down below. 


PBLAAAAARMPH!!!…SLUUUUMP!!!


Like the violent bursting of a volcano, her bowels suddenly bombard her britches with several dumpy deposits, surely causing some to be shaken and shocked as her diaper droops down to her feet. And yet, unlike the acrid ashes of that magma filled mountain, this eruption only makes the scene more soothing as loads light up her diaper like a serene sunrise, ending the program with one last illumination of its glowing gimmick before screens fade to black.


End