The Uncensored Case Files of Bethany Hunter

The grounds of Dr. Naomi’s mansion weren’t unfamiliar territory for Bethany. Her wealthy background had resulted in Beth seeing many kinds of mansions, manors, and even a castle or two. She hadn’t been stalking around them though in her dark costume as Nocturne, Mistress of the Night. Nocturne was indeed on the prowl, trying to find evidence of how Dr. Naomi was manipulating her victims.  I wish I had found evidence at her office,  Bethany reflected as she leaped over a small wall. Crouching behind it, she was naturally clad in her black leotard, cape, fishnets worn over pantyhose, knee-high boots and her gadget-laden belt. Her visor scanned the area, looking for security. It picked up the signals from a pair of wireless cameras. She noted their positions and estimated how far they could see. As she moved about the mansion grounds, Nocturne avoided their view.  As she paused against the building, pressing her back to it; a strange puzzlement came over Nocturne.  Why didn’t I find

It was dark in Fortune City, the right time of day for Bethany Hunter to do her work. Of course, this was not the kind of work that the Private Investigator could perform. No, for this job, the brunette with her exquisite looks and supermodel-like figure needed to don a different persona. As she opened the window to the darkened office, her alter-ego was revealed in a sliver of light from a nearby skyscraper.  A dark visor went over her eyes. The technological visor, giving her excellent night vision, combining the best of imagining intensifiers and thermal sensors. Thus, the darkly encapsulated room was clear as day to her; all be it in black and white. Her long brunette hair fell in long curls over her shoulders. A black leotard clung to her body, accenting her curves but these curves were athletic and feminine. Probably what looked best in the form-fitting synthetic leotard, was Bethany’s bust and bum. Her zipper to her suit was located in the front. She had it lowered, forming a

Bowski was one of the first to ever recreate Bethany in 3D and to commemorate the boog, he decided to take a stab at the contest. This entry brings back two of the earliest foes Bethany ever encountered in my first collaboration with Bowski, “In the Devil’s Playground”. Stiletto and Switchblade were Delanor’s henchwomen and they were more than happy to toy with Bethany. Although Bethany managed to defeat them in their last encounter, they are back with a vengeance. Amd this time, it doesn’t seem like Bethany will have an easy time escaping from their clutched and from the look of her face, she might not want to.

Dangerguy01 fir his entry gives us the continuation of a story titled Hunter or Hunted. In this story, Bethany was captured and seduced by the cruel Mistress Winter until she succumbed to her will. Now we see her being trained for her new role as Winter’s pet.

Poor Beth, for a mind as brilliant as hers and a competitive spirit like no other, when it comes to luck based bets, fortune does not favor her. Watching the world cup with friends and strangers, Bethany was rooting for Mexico, she thought they were going to win for sure. A couple of drinks in and tempers started rising and things got rowdy. One heated argument led to a very risky bet. Unfortunately for her, she ended up on the losing side of that bet and before she knew it, she was losing her shirt and her undergarments in front of a very rowdy crowd.

While on the job, Bethany comes across a strange delivery man. Unbeknownst to her, he has plans for the detective. Bethany was so lost in thought that she was completely unaware of it. Before she could react, the man jumped at her with a cloth drenche in chloroform and attacked her. The detective had no time to react and before she knew, her consciousness drifted away. When she regained her consciousness, she found herself trapped in a strange contraption of sorts and stripped down to just her panties.Before her was what looked like a screen and although she tried to resist, the screen began to display a very enticing image. It wasn't long before the detective lost her consciousness one final time. A long time passed and next thing she knew, Bethany was now dressed in a bunny costume and performing for the strange man. She had no recollection of what had happened, she only knew she wanted to perform for everyone. 

It was late in the evening as Bethany Hunter browsed through her files, buried in a pile of papers with her powered up laptop on the side of her desk. The lovely detective had taken a particularly tricky case that involved the Moretti family, one of the most powerful Mafia families in Fortune City. Bethany had been investigating the case of some missing important scientific equipment and other valuables that turned up in the black market, and the tracks led to an operation controlled by the mobster family. The brown haired detective had quite a few experiences dealing with the city’s mobsters before and knew that going up against them could be risky, but that hadn’t stopped her before. Still, she had tried to be careful about her investigation as she visited shady areas and people, sometimes trying to keep a low profile and sometimes having to resort to a rather flirty behavior to get the information she needed. Her research had been proven quite successful and now Bethany was trying