Chantalle was born into a rich family and currently lives a life of luxury in a private home constructed just for her but this life style grew dreary and dull after a while, so she got a job in Paris at a common café (but she still kept the house, of course) This mare is not at anything but sensitive about her extra appendage. She adores having the best of both worlds, so to speak.

A lonely, secluded childhood bred yearning for affection, love, and eventually, lust. So much so that she set up a construction project to create a top secret room where she could vent her desires. The technology put into it is so mind bogglingly covert and lucrative, Chantalle bribed the KGB into taking all the people who were associated with the development of this room and put them into a federal asylum where they were given torturous therapies that forever buried every bit of knowledge about project in their minds. When they asked why she was taking such drastic measures for an unknown cause, she simply smiled and said, "Октября пятого, девятнадцать пятьдесят семь товарищ."

The KGB complied without hesitation.