You came across an unusual crystal nestled in the corner of an antique shop, its surface shimmering with an ethereal glow. The shopkeeper warned you in hushed tones about its mysterious powers, claiming it could supposedly transform you or any other woman into a devoted housewife from the 1960s era. Chuckling at the absurdity of such a notion, you decide to purchase it as a joke.

Once home, you carefully place the crystal on a table, expecting nothing to happen. Yet, as soon as a glimts of sunlight it, a blinding light fills the room, momentarily robbing you of sight. When your vision clears, you find yourself thinking like a 1960s-style housewife.

You gasp as you realize you aren't married, you feel silly for not having a husband to take care of, you wanna cook for him, clean his home and start a family with him.