Danny didn't know if he was awake or not. Everything was so fuzzy and he had a severe headache. Slowly his memory and his awareness of his surroundings became clearer. The first thing he realized was his nakedness but he wasn't in bed. Whatever he was between was not a mattress or a blanket. It was clingier.
He heard music. It sounded like the kind of music typically played at the tavern but the lack of other sounds suggested it was morning not evening. If he was at the tavern, it was probably closed while Skinner did the prep work to open it later.
Then he realized that he was vertical, not laying down, but he wasn't standing. He seemed to be hanging but he still couldn't figure out how he was hanging.
That's when he remembered last night and getting drunk. His team won the superbowl and he won the bet. He tried to move his arm but it did not move. He tried to open his eyes but nothing moved. He couldn't move. He realized he was hanging from a hanger that was holding up the middle of his back. The back of his head must have been somewhere near his butt while his hands dangled near his feet. What was touching him must have been the other skinsuits. Danny was a skinsuit.
But something was wrong here. He won the bet. Jeff should have become the skinsuit not Danny.
Skinner had acquired twenty magic zippers somehow. He never told anyone where the zippers came from and he never gave away or sold the zippers. He might rent or lend the zippers but he always demanded that he get the zippers back, even if they were still attached to people. Danny had become part of Skinner's collection but he wasn't supposed to be here. He had to tell Skinner somehow to change him back.
But how could he. Skinsuits were completely helpless. They could only communicate telepathically with the person wearing them. That was all a skinsuit could do.
It wasn't typical for anyone to stay a skinsuit for more than one night. Usually it was just those who lost a bet who had to become skinsuits and get worn. But then again, Danny's best friend, Charlie, had been a skinsuit for over a year now. Danny even wore his best friend at the New Years Eve party. After all, Charlie did have that big cock that everyone envied. It was so weird that Charlie had such huge genitals on such a small, not hairy body.
Danny felt guilty about having worn Charlie and leaving him a skinsuit in Skinner's collection. Charlie had begged and pleaded to be restored to normal. Maybe this was punishment for having worn his best friend and abandoning him like that.