"Hey Jason, you know what?... Motor boating is fun, but sail boating is more fun. It takes skill and prowess."
Jason looked down at his newly enormous penis. "Thanks, but I have bigger problems to worry about than what boat we're in."
Ty grinned wickedly. "Well, not really."
Jason looked up. "What?" He now had a sneaking suspicion that maybe Ty was up to no good. He tried to dive off the boat. Shore was only a few hundred feet away. His feet would not move. They were fixed to the boat they even looked wooden.
"I'm sorry Jason, I just really want to go sailing."
The little bit of chest hair on Jason turned white and started growing longer. It knitted itself into a fabric. Before long a triangular sail was flapping from Jason's chest. Jason grew taller, but as he grew taller, he grew skinnier as well. He got to about twenty feet high and was very skinny. He skill looked like Jason, but a long stretched out Jason. His balls got very loose and dangly, hanging to the ground. His testes still the same size, but in the bottom of an enormous stretched scrotum. Ty tied them to one of Jason's knees.
"This bit is the boom vang." Ty pointed to the triangle created by Jason's dick, his balls, and his leg. He went to the cooler and took out a carabiner. He walked to the end of Jason's long skinny erect dick. He fondled the head for a bit, rubbing it between his fingers and then, with one clean move, shoved the carabiner through the end of his dick. It looked like a trendy cockring. Ty clipped the sail to the carabiner and Jason felt the wind catch the sail and the sail rubbed the end of his dick and pulled it in a direction.
Ty beamed. Though it was not made of metal, but flesh and blood and he still could make out Jason's features. "Now I have a sailboat!"