Though you still remember your old memories, but they now become part of the spandex hive. But you're no longer "you," you are apart of the hive called, delivery drone 84730 or DD 84730. As you stood up from the conversion chair, you say to the zentai drone in a monotone voice, "delivery drone 84730 ready for delivery." The drone in front of you nodded and replied as it gave you a job, "Good, delivery drone 84730, you will deliver a recliner to a customer in Paris, France as its crate. I will take you to the subject, follow me." You follow the drone out of the room and through the hallways to the room the employer is in. You still have your free will but by a thread, you don't mind that they gave you a bit of that humanity as long as you follow the hive's orders and complete your job and/or goal as you notice you can still think to yourself but the hive knows what you're thinking.
You soon reach the room where your living object is in as it is still changing but is almost done. You can hear the muffled moans that sounds feminine as the legs fuse into a single being as it engulfs the heels of her fused feet but left the remaining parts of it intact. Already her torso swallowed her head but a mound of her featureless face remains and her arms became her support and armrests. Soon, as her lap became the seat, she was complete. Now, she/it squirmed and moan in pleasure knowing she likes it. Then, the zebra striped drone came to the recliner and pushed her backrest/torso down as her leg rests flinged forward as she wriggles again as she loves the fabric to fabric touch. Then, it pushed her/its leg rests back to their original position as the bottom part of the leg rest touched the ground. The drone soon walks to you, "delivery drone 84730, begin your stage as its crate." it says to you as you nodded and feel your body change slowly into a box shape. You moan in pleasure as you feel your torso begin to expand into different directions as your feet became the front corners and your arms fatten as it swallows your hands and you force your head up as it swallows your neck and the bottom part of your head and leaving a mound of your featureless face as you stare up at the ceiling as your changes complete as your body stops expanding leaving a cube shape rather than a human shape any more and your insides hollow. You moan for something to be placed inside you and then you feel an opening from the front part of your cube body and feel a breeze blowing through there as you quiver a bit. Then, zebra drone and the other drone that transformed the female into a living spandex furniture picked her/it up as she moan in delight and place you in there and the two drones exit out of your open space as you close your opening leaving no evidence of a door or seams. You then feel your inner walls close in on her as the fabric of her's and your's made contact and you both moan in delight. Then, the two drones picked you and your furniture companion inside you, picked you up with ease and takes the both of you to the cargo train station. There, the other two black zentai drones grabbed you as the other two drones lets go of you as you were then taken to the other cratified zentai drones that are your delivery companions in the cargo hold. "Enjoy the trip delivery drone 84730," the zebra zentai called out in a monotone voice and both drones left the area as the cargo train doors soon closed before the rest of the other delivery drone turned to crates with their goods inside are placed inside, before the doors closed, you notice the crate is going to be on top of you and then the drones and then blackness as you moan in both pleasure and upset as you'll be not seeing anything for awhile. Not like you can see anything but the almost dark ceiling of the cargo train. Soon, you feel the train starts to move, gaining speed and feel little bumps along the way. The only thing to keep your somewhat free willed mind is massaging your good inside you as you both moan in pleasure the other delivery drone crates did the same as this is a long ride to your destination.
Days later, still caressing your recliner good, you then feel the train slow down and then to a complete stop as you soon reached your destination. Soon, you hear the door slides open and then the moaning crates being picked up and on to the delivery trucks. You were one of the last to be picked up and then placed on the delivery truck and on your way to Paris.