[ wp ] the more consecutive vowels there are in a word , the higher sexual arousal of anyone who hears it . What happens ?

Adelard, his robes chafing in the most uncomfortable of places, stood before Beatrice, attempting, in a fit of almost desperate persistence, to elicit from her a consistent tone. 
 
 `` No, no, no,'' he said, his frustration only exacerbated by the constant presence of his burlap garments, `` you must raise your voice! Sing higher, louder!'' 
 
 Beatrice nodded, and attempted for a time without number, `` In saecula saeculorum, Amen.'' Her voice again was flat where it should have been sharp, causing further discomfort to Adelard. 
 
 `` Look,'' Adelard said, pointing quickly at the book placed before Beatrice when the rehearsal began, `` Where it is written here, Euouae, you need to hit a higher no-'' 
 
 His frustration, which had until that moment seemed all-encompassing, was almost immediately replaced with a sense of surprise as Beatrice grabbed at his collar and forced her lips upon his. Her vigorous tonguing caused his mouth to widen and to, for the first time, accept the oral pleasure the heathens described simply as a `` kiss''. His attempts at protestation, while admirable with regard to his station as head musician of the Cliffordshire Monastic Choir, were but whispers in the wind compared to the sudden, raging urges which overcame his student. Beatrice held him tightly, her hands moving ever closer to that most forbidden of limbs, and despite Adelard's attempts, pushed aside his hands and began to squeeze with enthusiasm his long neglected member. 
 
 If Adelard had had the fortune of an ability to speak, he'd have made much of this moment - a heresy, a declaration of only the basest sort of deviancy and evil, but none was to be heard, as his mouth was full of Beatrice's own gustatory appendage. Her hands jerked and pulled, and without resistance caused Adelard to release upon her his seed, her cheeks reddening even more as she felt it splash hot against her thigh. She pulled from Adelard his robes ( he was himself too overwhelmed to prevent this ) and began again to elicit release from his rapidly hardening manhood. 
 
 Adelard, unable to physically counter Beatrice's sudden hedonistic descent, sought some reprieve in his prayers, but found no solace from their mental repetition. He was consumed, caught in a dark web of desire and passion, and knew then that what Beatrice wanted, he would give to her without complaint. Unfortunately for him, as his hands made their way up Beatrice's now exposed thighs, the Abbot came walking into the cathedral proper and exclaimed: 
 
 `` What demonic horror is this!?'' 
 
 And sent upon Adelard a host of priestly men and women, whose conviction then waned when Adelard exclaimed, `` but, the Euouae!'' whereupon the women took to grasping the men much the same as Beatrice had, and soon the cathedral was near to bursting, so full it was of flesh and fluid. 
 
 -Excerpt from `` The Orgasmic History of Catholic Monks'', by H.R. Paperstacks
