Ragatha, her throne a plush chair, summons her jester, Tiny Jax. He approaches, his eyes locked on her commanding presence. With a smirk, she lifts her skirts, revealing her bare, curvy form. Jax understands his role, kneeling before her, his face inches from her glistening pussy. But Ragatha has a surprise for him. As he inhales her intoxicating scent, a sudden gust of wind from her ass greets him. Jax coughs, taken aback, but Ragatha just laughs, "Taste my power, jester."