While I am not sure what exactly passes for SEX with our super-morbid eat beast, I regrettably do have a vivid imagination. Blowjobs, handies and poking a mangled member into random smelly folds and crevasses. Tickling, spanking and cheesy foot massages. Coconut oil and vibrating "back" massagers.
I mean, look at it logically.
What else does Chantal have to offer?
Chantal knows how to play the helpless bimbo, which appeals to a lonely man who wants to know that someone in this godforsaken world needs him and his penis. Chantal has learned to initially be attentive to mens 'needs'. She understands how to service her victims to keep them from straying, at least for a little while. When they finally realize they have been duped, and that Chinny is not some dainty meek helpless wifey sex kitten, it is too late, she got into their house.
She isn't handy with tools or gardening. She is a disorganized wreck who doesn't like to cook or clean. She is lazy and ill-tempered. She is demanding and costs a fortune in medical care. She is undependable and untrustworthy. She needs constant reassurance that she is the most desirable creature in the world.
Chantal is so insecure that she is on constant alert, watching for any sign that her dad man is abandoning her. If she detects any loss of ardor from "her man" the pouting and drama begins. I am certain that she is constantly accusing them of infidelity and searching for any evidence of betrayal. So men, beware! This is the cost of desperately seeking vagina.