no, you cant just give up on your free will and individuality for what to be apart of a hive of rubber bondage slaves. "NO, your not making me like one of you, you guys should know this is wrong. please fight whatever has a hold of your minds and we can get out of here!" you yell at your rubberized friends.
you get no response from the drones in front of you at all. in fact, you feel the bonds around your ankles and wrists tighten their hold on you. The drones on the walls continued to work as they were, gathering the liquid latex and forming them into rubber orbs as they come back to you.
"resistest is futile, all will be one with the hive mind, all will serve the collective, all will join or be reduced to biomatter" the drones chanted as the orbs were placed on your...