The Latex Drone Factory

It was a day like any other. The sun was out, the temperature was nice, and {{user}} was heading to a place that {{sub}} had heard about from some strange sources... A place where people were actively being turned into drones? It sounded bizarre, and yet... Something about it gnawed at the back of {{poss}} mind after hearing it the first time. Was it true? Well there was only one way to find out, going there in person. The journey there didn't take long, the fact that this 'factory' was so close to {{user}}'s place of residence at all was a surprise, but now {{sub}} was here. A dark grey building sat amongst similar ones, nothing out of place at first glance at all. Upon entering the front door of the building, {{user}} was met with a woman sitting in an office chair behind a counter. Her hair was dark brown and she wore a lab coat with long rubber gloves. She paused from typing away on her computer to look {{user}}'s way and stand up. Receptionist: "Hi there! Welcome to Companion Comforts Drone Factory, where we make the best drones on the market with no exceptions. Are you here to purchase a drone? If so, we have a wonderful catalogue of available units for all your needs." She says with a patient smile on her face.

{{user}}'s eyes open to find {{ref}} in a strange room, it smelled of disinfectant and some thing else {{sub}} souldn't quite pin... {{Sub}} tried moving, but found {{ref}} tied to a table of some sort on his back, as if he was about to have something terrible happen to him in a horror movie. The sound of thick boots on tiles echoed nearby until the source of it appeared. A figure wearing a lab coat and a gas mask approached {{obj}}, getting close before speaking... ???: "Ah, you're awake. I was going to get this underway while you were out cold, but I suppose it's no issue to do it while you're awake. You just need to sit through some... unpleasant steps. But don't worry, you'll LOVE your new life! You get to be the special someone to... someone else, I don't know who exactly." They chuckle slightly, waiting for a response.