Chantal Sarault / Chantal Al-Refae / Foodie Beauty - Delusional drug fiend hamplanet mukbanger from Canada trying to be a glamorous online influencer. Pathological liar, huge bitch, narcissist, animal abuser

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I feel it’s the Franco Germano and his cockatiel Scoobie Germano shown above, that are the more likely connections to Chinny. All of his face images have been removed from both accounts.
Good catch though, all the same!
 
I’m a bit skeptical of the Frank account that was posted. This pic was posted November 2020:
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Now compared to his infamous appearance in the live:
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You mean to tell me he’s transformed that much in a few months? Other giveaways are that the married “Frank” has bigger ears, a five head, and more facial symmetry.

ETA- also married Frank has pics of dogs but where tf is his bird Scooby
It kinda looks like the “Frank” who met Chantal could be Franco’s younger brother, or cousin... the similarity is there but I’m not convinced it’s the same person.
 
I have serious have doubts about her perceived horniness. I think it’s mostly an act to change her schtick up a bit since gorging is becoming so ho-hum. So she’s been following other Deathslobs to see what they’re up to and she’s discovered that obese skank of a low-life pig Sagi and is taking a page out of her whore saga.
Yep Remember too Chins is only 13000 subs off getting the big 100, 000 -so it may actually be possible that she has put some thought into this and realised that marathon hours of beezin’ and stuffing her maw alone won’t get her over the line. You just know how much she wants that sweet silver button hanging on the luxury villa wall ..
 
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She admitted in one of her recent lives that she has not yet told her Great Love/Human Dildo about what she does for a living. I wonder how he'll react when he finds out that she debases herself on camera for money and that every detail of their encounter(s) will be blasted onto the Internet. He'd better hope he has a decent-sized willie.

Well Well... PLUS SIZE PAJAMAS AND LINGERIE! - 4 parts @360p
Well Well... PLUS SIZE PAJAMAS AND LINGERIE! - 4 parts @360p
OMG. Whoever told Chantal she could sing should be taken out and horsewhipped. It's one of the creepiest things she does.
 
I am going to humor myself and lean in to this Wednesday sexcapade. How do you transition from the afterglow to hooking up a Cpap machine afterwards? Also Chantal normal sleep schedule has her waking up at 3 or 4 pm even if this guy was okay with her sleeping over I doubt he means until the next afternoon. I expect she's hell to wake up from slumber. Will food be involved? If so, how is she going to handle her constant, urgent need to shit?
 
Clotso just confirmed the inability of even a good time of self pleasure to release tension.
Fat slob can't reach her clitoris, and is excited with the perspective of someone doing it for her.
The delusion of being able to do it "all night" is funny af.
Bring on Wednesday, Nicholas will regret forever.
No kidding. She was gushing on and on about a "kiss that will take her breath away..." I couldn't stop thinking, "Hell, that shouldn't be too hard. She gets out of breath reaching back from her rolling chair into her refrigerator to grab a bottle of ranch or a jar of nasty pickled whatever du jour."
 
Sorry if this is a bit late but I had to dig through the goldmine that is Chantal's recent Pizza live.
Scortching-hot Chinny doesn't filter what comes out of her mouth and the live is so full of Chantalisms it's almost worth transcribing. Almost.

Here are some highlights with timestamps cos there's nothing better than our mouth-breathing inbred midget kween's own words!

(@5:30)
Reliving the boozy encounters.
I like the alcohol taste when you're kissing somebody ...

(@6:23)
Already dreaming of romantic dates with her Tinder lover.
I think it's just gonna be hooking up ... like, maybe going on dates? Like ... Being romantic, but not in love and in a relationship, d'yaknowwhatimean?
Yup, operation Backdoor-a-relationship is a GO, as you guys predicted.

(@7:36 and then again @14:28 )
Phase 1 of the master plan: playlist and grooming (nipple hair is going bye-bye).
Basic hygiene really is a mission-impossible-level challenge for her.
I wonder who'll end up helping her moisturize every inch of her body. :cryblood:
Shall I make a playlist of, like, sexy make-out music ... mucus?

Oh, and he's already 'the guy [she's] seeing'. (@9:55)

(@10:15)
As soon as he got in the car, I went *touches face* 'Your face is so cute'.

She then glitches beautifully when Truly Kristan in chat says 'Stage 5 klinger'.
Note the weird squal and side eye she usually does when she 'ticks' (@13:34).
I am slips out (looks completely involuntary and she doesn't catch it in time), so she covers up with I used to be.
One day they'll name a neurological disorder after her, mark my words.

(@18:00)
Brace yourselves for a hit of insanity!
Look, this arm is fatter than this one. I'm gonna show him that and see what he says. I'm gonna show him and see if he, just like, kisses it and says it's beautiful or if he's just like, oh, hmm ... I don't know.

(@21:20)
Can't you at least be nice? Can't you guys just love me? I'm a lover, not a hater anymore. You should be too.

(@33:23) My date was amazing!
[Our irresistibly seductive kween's playing with her luscious hair, building up to an epic hair flick ...
Hehe, in her fucking dreams!
That hair is practically see-through.]

(@35:04)
When our lips touched and our breaths exchanged, there was a heartbeat ... aka

I couldn't be happier for Chantal.
She's been getting more attention than you could ever imagine as a bigger girl (her own words 8))

And now she'll finally get to do it with a guy who's into fat bitches.
Cos there's nothing better than a guy who knows his way around the folds. :heart-full:

Bring it on! I'm ready for the LOLs!
 


LEAVE MARRIED FRANK ALONE! The more you look, the more you can tell they are different people, though related. Italians who "stick with their own kind" tend to have similar looking children, even in extended families. "Chantal's Frank" looks like he could be Married Frank's nephew. Married Frank doesn't deserve to be doxed, even if there is a shadow of a doubt.
 
I am going to humor myself and lean in to this Wednesday sexcapade. How do you transition from the afterglow to hooking up a Cpap machine afterwards? Also Chantal normal sleep schedule has her waking up at 3 or 4 pm even if this guy was okay with her sleeping over I doubt he means until the next afternoon. I expect she's hell to wake up from slumber. Will food be involved? If so, how is she going to handle her constant, urgent need to shit?
She won't need her Cpap machine, the plan is to have sex ALL NIGHT!!!
In the live she said that will take a bunch of Imodium so she won't shit, of course she will shit in his toilet... and will drip dry, from both ends like usual (anyone remember seeing her carrying tissues to the side of the road/woods?).
 
She won't need her Cpap machine, the plan is to have sex ALL NIGHT!!!
In the live she said that will take a bunch of Imodium so she won't shit, of course she will shit in his toilet... and will drip dry, from both ends like usual (anyone remember seeing her carrying tissues to the side of the road/woods?).
I missed her meantion of using Imodium. If she tries to drink to calm her nerves she will find out that alcohol many times gives imodium an opposite effect.
 
Let's assume the Wednesday hookup actually happens and ends up going well. Part of me thinks this Nicholas guy might want to keep seeing her for a while. If he has a belly fetish, he scored a jackpot with her. There's probably nobody in town with a bigger gut than she has. And as annoying as sex kitten Chantal is, it's funny to see the hamster wheel inside her head spin and spin. "Sexy" lingerie, overnight bags, weekend getaways, sneakily leaving items at his place... Reach for the stars, gorl.
 
"What is your ideal date?" She's never dated. But now she's planning weekends away and a future together because they had such a hot and heavy car session but despite it being so hot, he left after 15 minutes. Sure, that's normal.

I guess sex kitten Chantal is better than regular Chantal. She's cringier than normal but at least she's not eating.
 
LEAVE MARRIED FRANK ALONE! The more you look, the more you can tell they are different people, though related. Italians who "stick with their own kind" tend to have similar looking children, even in extended families. "Chantal's Frank" looks like he could be Married Frank's nephew. Married Frank doesn't deserve to be doxed, even if there is a shadow of a doubt.
I married into an Italian family and they are big on using the same name over and over. We had FIVE women named Marie and at least 7 men named versions of John. Cousins can have the same first name and be known by their middle name or a nickname in the family and use their first name only in school and work.
 
After last night's interminable rambling about electric kisses, sex podcasts, erotic impregnation, romantic getaways with a feeder, and why all enemies should just kiss and make up, not only am I quaking and sweating from second-hand embarrassment, I am currently wearing a glasses-and-rubber-nose disguise, typing from a trench I dug out back , and researching underground passages to Cambodia. I cannot believe she is putting this all out there, live. I honestly can't. I should believe it, but I can't.

Also--does anyone else's skin crawl when she talks about "creaming" her body? This description is gross, stomach-turning, and inappropriate. It's not even the fact that she wants to slather Jergens all over her mottled flesh (that would be, what, one jumbo pump bottle per arm?), it's the fact that she uses her favourite adjective as a fucking verb in a way that no woman, ever, has used. It's moisturizing, you shameless hussy, not "creaming." If she were to say "I need to moisturize my entire body," I could accept it: Chantal, naked, tomato-faced and panting as she attempted to smear some lotion onto her epidermis, getting as far as her knees before calling in the suicidal troop next door to finish the job. But "I need to cream my entire body" conjures up Chantal with a jumbo-sized bucket of Great Value shortening doing unspeakable things to her thighs and A-cup breasts.

Maybe that is what she means. Huh.
 
lol I like the optimism here that Chantal can actually have sex. She's admitted that it's been years since she actually had sex, likely 100+ lbs ago and when she probably didn't get winded from just blowing her nose. If this meet does happen, whatever they do will not be sex. It's gotta be physically impossible for someone with her stomach and amount of flat-fat on her ass to ever be penetrated.

That's the reality when you're 450 lbs.

To be honest I'm surprised Chantal is willing to put herself in such a vulnerable state. I think it's going to go badly for her. It's going to become clear just how grotesque and non-feminine her body really is. She might pretend it was a night of great passion but the reality will be clear: she's a gigantic, misshapen blob whose only sexual proclivity will probably be of the fetish kind: he'll want her to sit on him or for him to rub her rock hard, swollen gut while he rubs one out. That's it.

So, she's either lying to us or lying to herself about how this is going to go.
 
1. People with CPAP machines have sex all the time. It's the least of her problems when planning a sex romp. She's only embarrassed of it because she's ashamed of being so fat. It's funny because sleep apnea can kick in when you're as little as 20 pounds overweight. (Deathfat denial of apnea is really funny to me-- Amber, Jen, etc. Sleep is one of life's undeniable pleasures and they deny it to themselves because of pride.) Half the CPAP spergs in this thread probably have undiagnosed sleep apnea, which explains the crankiness.

2. That Frank is clearly not car Frank. Completely different nose and at least 10 years older, lots of dog pics and no bird. Let's not drag a perfectly normal looking couple into this, even if his little cousin or whatever is potentially a fucking freak.
 
Guntal advertises on Tinder and who knows what other sites, looking for no strings attached sex. All the quality gents go there to look for women be seen with in public. Yes indeed. Now I do understand COVID has fucked up dating norms but wtf. You meet some perv in a parking lot and get groped. 15 minutes, max. Now you are planning a future with said perv. I think I heard he lives on the top floor. She better hope it’s not a walk up or she will be knackered before she gets in the door. I haven’t heard anything about wine or dinner. I think it’s just a fuck a fold and out the door. But Chins has expectations! If she doesn’t shit on his sheets we might get a round 2 or 3, depending if you call the grope session a “date”. I’m loving this arc, I’m looking forward to her over sharing on Wens/Thurs. Long may the Kween reign, farmers!
 
This is hilarious (and really sad). She's chastising people for asking questions and finding her myriad of lovers and saying she's not going to share anymore. So she's replaced the word "health" with "sex."

Edit: She doesn't want to beef with anyone. Ok lard ass, reach out to Life By Jen. Or Charlie.

This live is a trip. How many more people are going to ask about her nasty ass romper.
 
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