I really don't even believe there is anything other than all these little things that she has 'against him'. How the FUCK would this little crack monkey who looks like he would struggle lifting a 15lb dumbbell go about raping a 400+lb whale? She did get abused by him but the most he did was what SHE believed was verbal or emotional abuse. That clip of crack monkey getting sick of her yapping and telling her SHADDAP AN LEAVE is a perfect example of what she thinks is ABOOSIV IN EVERY WAY. After telling her to stfu and gtfo she doesn't want to, then when he stands up to escort her out she yelps "no" and then goes to tell people she was abused lmfao.
This behavior is the same thing that landed her in a hospital when she faked a suicide for attention and then subsequently got her in that place where you take your unlovable children because you don't want to deal with their bullshit. "Grammy and mommy didn't give me 5 dollars to go smoke weed with the cool kids at school so I'm going to pretend to kill myself". Or they withheld food from the pig, didn't buy her a cellphone she wanted, etc (she seems like that kind of spoiled brat). She wants to be treated like a princess, but doesn't understand that she treats herself like an ogre and NOBODY (even the crack monkey) will treat her any better than she treats herself.
Couple things.
1. It would be absolutely trivial to rape Chantal. I'm not saying he did, but it wouldn't be hard at all. Did you see her on the bouncy ball? Most fatties are like turtles when they're on their backs, but Chantal's a turtle even on her front. She struggles to get up even
without someone holding her down. She has enormous amounts of fat holding her limbs and torso down, zero muscle tone to compensate, no flexibility or coordination, etc. Yes, even Cokey the Camel could keep her pinned.
You have to think of her as an emaciated anorexic when it comes to musculature. Just imagine Eugenia Cooney in a fatsuit (and also blood clots in her lungs) and you have a rough approximation of Chantal's level of fitness. Lots of fatties develop muscle tone just from hauling their asses around, but Chantal is practically immobile and has been for years. Hurpling down the stairs once a day to get to the Kia, then hurpling back up to sit in her rolly chair all fucking day doesn't count. In my opinion, that's what separates the regular fats from the deathfats -- the ability to make it around the block at a moderate pace. Once they lose the stamina and strength to do that, then the fat just takes over and it's just a matter of waiting for the inevitable.
Now, peeling those legs apart and having a cock long enough to penetrate her are another matter. But apparently the crackhead managed at least a couple times, so I can't see why he wouldn't do it again.
2. She faked suicide because her mom tried to stop her from "dating" her much older boyfriend when she was a teen. She's always been a BPD nutcase, especially around men. And food. I don't doubt she had temper tantrums about not getting her way in general, but the focus has always been food and cock -- the former being the only thing that brings her pleasure and the latter being the only thing that brings her a sense of self-worth.
She was such a cunt in Costco when someone asked if she was going to get cat food and she said she doesn't buy crap cat food, she goes to a special store. Pet Value is not a unique boutique where they handmake cat food and she often just dumps a pile of Temptations on the counter in lieu of proper dinner. There are many times I want to slap her but that moment, I wanted to push her off the scooter and laugh while she turtles in agony.
Just for the record, the Costco brand cat food is
actually really good. It's definitely on par with the
other stuff she buys.