Jack was delighted by the opportunity to use the golf course at the swank country club, and even more so when he hit a hole-in-one on the eighth hole. As he bent over to take the ball out of the cup, a genie popped out.

"This club is so exclusive that my services are available to anyone who hits a hole-in-one on this hole," any wish you desire shall be granted." "How about that!" Jack was thrilled, and immediately requested a longer penis.

"Your wish is granted," intoned the genie solemnly and disappeared down the hole in a puff of incense.

The golfer went down on the green and as he walked he could feel his dick slowly lengthening. As the game progressed, Jack could feel it growing and growing, down his thigh, out from his shorts leg, down past his knee. "Maybe this wasn't such a great plan after all," Jack muttered to himself, and headed back to the eighth hole with a bucket of balls.

Finally, he managed another hole-in-one, and when he went to collect the ball, he had to hold up on the head of his penis to keep it from dragging on the ground.

Out popped the Genie. "This club is so exclusive that my magical services are available to anyone who hits a hole-in-one on this hole. Any wish you--"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," interrupted Jack, "could you make my legs longer?"